Last weekend my husband and I escaped to the family cottage which no one else was using at the time. The weather was gorgeous, a true summer day. We lounged around and watched some movie on Netflicks at night. Sunday came all too soon and we came home, back to our routine. My routine changes daily so I guess I don't really have one. Since both my kids drive I don't have to get up, get dressed and I drive them to school or work or really anywhere. Although I have to admit I gave up getting dressed to take them to school long ago. I slept in sweatpants and a sweatshirt so for me it was just a matter of a face and hand wash and brushing my teeth. I did this all so I could grab an extra twenty minutes of sleep.
So, back to my lack of routine. It basically depends on how I am feeling that day or if I have a headache. I talk a lot about my aches and pains and pills and doctors' appointments here. I feel like I am sounding like a little old lady. I'm going to try to stop doing that. Please remind me in your comments if I relapse. I found a guy who does something called Sacrotranscranial massage. It's like acupuncture but using his hands instead of needles. I think it may be working. Who knows? Trying to stay motivated to work on my memoir is my ultimate goal. I did finish another chapter this week too, so that's something. Cheers!
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