Those of you who know me will know just exactly how organised I am. I’m a proper planner and it’s very unusual for me not to have something on the go! From planning meals in advance, making sure my kids stick to a time schedule, organising holidays and leave, Christmas a year in advance – I’m really not much of a “go with the flow” type of girl. It’s very difficult for me to do something spontaneously, but as I grow older, I’m quite enjoying the odd out of the norm, spur of the moment things that happen from time to time in my life. Sitting still and doing nothing is also very hard for me but I’m trying more and more to just relax and enjoy life more. Nobody likes a worry wart, even worse if you’re worrying over nothing in particular and causing everybody else to stress out with you.
Over the last two weeks, I’ve been fighting off a chest infection and as a result, I didn’t do any exercise. Finally, over the last weekend, I managed to shake off my neverending cough, and I was eager to get back into my exercise routine (said nobody ever, haha) this week Monday. Well, Monday came around and Monday passed just as quickly. I got home and had to cook dinner as I’d decided on Sunday night that my day had just been too perfect to pick up pots to cook for Monday night and well…that’s what happens when you don’t cook the night before. I got home and got the pots on the stove and then sat down and relaxed while the food cooked. My sister came over and we literally just chilled. On Monday night, I didn’t cook again. You see, I’ve been picking the boys up from school after their lunch this week to try and settle Riley in slowly, so when I leave work, there’s no rush to get home. The trip home isn’t extended due to the school pick up, and so I’ve just decided to be like other normal mums [read: not my usual obsessive compulsive self!] and cook when I get home. Well, Tuesday afternoon came around. I got home to the kids playing with their friends, I turned on the stove, got the pots out and…poured myself a glass of wine. No exercise, no running around like a mad person. I just sat down and relaxed. And then well yesterday, I did the same thing 🙂
I felt bad initially, I must say. It’s the skipping the exercise that’s the main problem…I mean, hello, summer body?!?!?! But it’s also the letting go and just going with the flow that is not what I’m used to. It’s been absolutely bloody marvelous though, I must tell you. I’ve been feeling so much more rested this week. I feel like a normal person, not a mad one!!! And it’s really been great to step out of the constant everyday routine that I’m so used to. It’s made me realise that sometimes you just need to take break. Unfortunately, being a mum of two littlies, it’s not always easy. But when I can, I should stop beating myself up about putting all the balls that I juggle down, and well just…RELAX!