This morning started dreary. Add in the dread of attending a mutual gathering...that my SIL would be attending. At 10am I was still laying in bed, covers up, tv on and no intention on getting up. Until the last minute.
My mom called. Told me I was really just adding more stress by going to the mutual gathering. I should join her and my aunts and go to another aunts house for a P.hampered Chef party.
I mulled over it.
I talked to my dh. Who is aware of the state of mind that I am in. And he said.."Get Up. GO TO YOUR AUNTS ..."and few other things.
And so I did.
I called another Aunt and my mom. And we met for lunch.
Taking care of me. Putting my needs first. Not doing well still. But...I am trying!