The Day After

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I love the day after Christmas as is the day I give TO MYSELF.

I am usually exhausted and a bit spaced from days of rushing, eating, more rushing and more eating, so I stay in bed late and do  things I would never do on a "normal" day.  This morning I got my iPad up to speed and watched an hour documentary on the early beginnings of the English Monarchy. Divine.

Then I will head downstairs to clean up the wreck of a kitchen to eat cookies and chocolate for breakfast, counterbalanced by green tea, then do the clean up while smiling at the memory of the good meal I had with family and friends from the night before. 

I will strip the bed, the tablecloth, and other linens, so that I can enjoy the cool crisp sheets of a clean bed later on tonight and have leftovers at the redressed table.

I will play with my toys.  This year I will be putting together my new easel, one of my tools necessary for the new reinvented ME, check out the mini speakers for my iPad/iPod/phone so I can have music wherever I go. I  will check out my new book that I will be ushering 2012 in with: The Book of Awakening: Having the Life you Want by Being Present to the Life You Have. And maybe if there is more energy, I will watch part of my BluRay Edition of Dr. Zhivago.

I will write out my Christmas cards that I did not have the time to send over the past few weeks.
I am going to lay down when I want to.
I am writing this blog.
I will NOT go shopping to get 50% off anything, unless it is my car insurance, my mortgage, or the balance of my car loan.
I am NOT going to go to anyone's house and help them with anything, and I am not going to cook so that I don't have any messes to clean up.

I am going to mark out my plans for the week of ME and cleanse myself of the stress from four months of intense work.  Nurture, rebuild.

Hope your holidays were full of joy, and that you take some time off to honor yourself.

Patti O Relaxation....

ps photos of me and my favorite man....









Comments

Tangled Stitch said…
Hey girl! Sounds like a good way to spend the day after Christmas wish I would have read it early yesterday! Merry Christmas and a Happy Prosperous 2012!
11:56 PM
Bellsys said…
The plan sounds divine indeed! Great Santa! (You must have fattened him up for the role, no?) The best of the New Year to you. We must have at least one sushi day in 2012!
7:16 AM
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