Hot Air and Self-Care

Hot Air and Self-Care

The air is thick, weighty; at times it feels oppressive. This Alaskan girl is not ideally suited for this kind of heatwave.

But I know there are some creatures perfectly suited to the warm air.butterfly I’ve decided the best way to deal with this heat is to set aside all the little chores I’ve been stewing over. This is not the time for cleaning out closets or rearranging furniture. There’s no need for meals that require firing up the oven.

All this hot air is a reminder that sometimes I need to prioritize self-care over all the other projects I’ve got lined up.

A few extra showers each day to help stay cool.

Popsicles with my girl.

Staying hydrated.

Naps during the hottest part of the day.

Quiet time with a book while sitting in front of a fan.

This hot season wont last, and it will turn cool again soon. Autumn is around the corner with the frenzy of back to school, followed by the extra time for work that will resume when my daughter returns to school.

The breeze will return.

And the rain.

There will be time for work.

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First world problems: snow edition

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I didn’t mind the snowstorm much at all. It was a minor inconvenience, combined with a bevy of benefits. My husband at home for a few extra days. Family play time in the snow. A little girl’s first snowman. Soup with grilled sandwiches. Hot chocolate (Gem would be sure to verify that her’s was “warm”). Days packed with guilt-free snuggle time and togetherness.

Until my internet went out. Then it got personal.

Oddly, up until I noticed the outtage, I’d spent little time online. But in the hours, minutes, and seconds that have creeped by since that devastating discovery, I’ve thought of little else. We are all safe and well. We have electricity, heat, water, stockpiles of food, and an ever-deepening wonderland of snow and ice outside. It doesn’t matter.

I’m not connected.

I cannot share my every passing thought on facebook. I can’t pin pictures of food I will never cook, and clothes I will never wear. And since we dropped cable in favor of using the internet for tv, we might even have to break out the boxes of dvds that have been gathering dust in the closet. Even my phone is on Roam.

I’m quite certain I’ll weather this trauma just fine, and I’ll try not to spend my time counting the moments till I can post this message. In the meantime, I hope you are all safe and sound, warm and dry, that your problems are more frivolous than substantial, and that the storm leaves your homes and loved ones unscathed.