April felt like a mush of busy/ tired/ sore. Grumpy McGrump ruled. My weight loss got scared by the approach of the target, and reverted to ‘on a bit, off a bit, on a bit’- pah. That wasn’t the only self imposed target I missed. April felt full of ‘failure’.
I’m done with all that. (Yes, of course I can just will myself to be healthy, thin and successful…)
May will have sunshine, peonies, visits to the caravan, and many beaches.
I will be better at planning. I will stop putting my hand up for extra tasks. I will do what I can, when I can. That is good enough.
My birthday is at the end of May, so there will be cake. Lots and lots of cake.
My inbox today has greeetings from shops, offering birthday ‘rewards’ for shopping with them.
Cake, beaches, shopping and sunshine.
Bring it on.