To find ways to encourage self-care, I’ve created a spreadsheet to keep tabs on my work life, including the number of sessions, hunger pangs, and administrative tasks. One noteworthy observation is a hunger issue that struck at 2:15 p.m. on Tuesday and Wednesday, and its pains were with me until I sat down for dinner at 6 p.m. I’m on it, and Coscto-ing snacks like popcorn, beef jerky, and grapes. There’s a peculiar recipe I’m curious to try; sliced strawberries, plain hummus with cocoa powder spread on top of toast with coconut flakes.
To be honest, I’m not even sure what I want to share about my day. I went about watering the garden, tending to the duck area, and overseeing Evelyn’s bath. Now, as I lounge on the couch, I can’t help but feel disconnected from my surroundings. Adding to my discomfort, I’ve been experiencing intermittent pains in my jaw, almost like a toothache. The thought of it being a cavity worries me. I’ve also been diligently wearing a night guard to inhibit teeth grinding. You know, trying to be the responsible person I wish I’d been years ago.
In a moment of vulnerability, I confided in Dave about my feelings of being in a mid-life crisis. He reassured me that I’m not, but I can’t help but doubt his expertise in this area. As for me, a desire for a fast car, my very own private Caribbean island, with my middle fingers thrust out the windows sounds good. None of that’s true, but you get the point.
Things have taken a turn for the worse in my life. I’ve resorted to using snail mucous on my face. Yes, you read that correctly – snail snot. I usually steer clear of the endless beauty products I encounter online, but this one caught my attention as it’s the Korean’s secret to youthful, age-spotless skin.
Tomorrow holds an exciting plan – a visit to the Puyallup Fair. We loaded up our cart with Elmer’s glue, erasers, and notebooks from Fred Meyer earlier so we could secure a free entry with school supply donations. And here’s a pro tip – I’ve got a secret parking spot, so there won’t be any parking fees to worry about.
Before bed, I showed Evelyn a YouTube video of rides at the fair. “Can I go on that one?” was her go-to response after seeing the Haunted House, gigantic rollercoaster, and Extreme Scream. “You’d be so mad at me if I let you,” I told her, which is a nice reminder that although we think we do, we often don’t know what’s best for ourselves.
So, there you have it– the quirky, puzzling world of being human. All I really crave right now is a muffin, but sadly, there’s none in sight. I might just have to settle for a chocolate-covered gummy bear that Patrick brought for game night. (Which I did).
Love, Jaclynn
Going On 40 