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I need Therapy

It's important to take time for yourself and I am one for telling others to do that for themselves but often i do not do this for myself.   I find that I am surrounded by people who need me to do things for them.  Nothing major things that they can do themselves but it is easier to get someone else to do it and i am that someone else.  Gail do this, gail do that.  Good grief!

There are times when I feel like I am just living my life.   Just making it  day after day, one day blends into the next one.  Don't really see accomplishments, advancements, forward movements.
As a result i an feel a bit lost and out of sorts.  I feel the need for therapy. I have a bujo and in it i have schedule and routine for everyone and thing with the exception of me.  I discovered this when i took a moment to review the schedules and routines to figure out  why i was not getting any sewing projects completed, no practice time for watercolors and the crocheting and needlework was sitting in a  corner.

Other people needs and problems and taken my time right out of my routine.
so my headaches had returned, insomnia, general lack of interest in what any one had to say was very evident.  

so i took this morning to redo  my schedule for the rest of the week and when i told my daughter that tomorrow i will be in the sewing  room she said “ aww oh.  i guess it noodles for dinner.”  what i should have heard was “ oh i will make dinner for the family.”  

This morning i explained to my husband that i would not be putting up the plastic over the windows it takes up too much of my time.  And could he and his daughter come to a meeting of minds with regarding the heating of the house so all is happy he response was “ is there anything else you are not going to do this morning?”

Yep i am not going to allow you to stop me from taking time to enjoy doing what i love. CREATING IS MY THERAPY.

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