Instead of getting that zen-restorative feeling from a good home reorganization, I feel like I am in a disorganized rundown hospital.
The funny thing is that I have always enjoyed a good hospital setting. Organized, clean, bright - full of caring and nurturing professionals. I am one of the weird people in life who actually become energized by a hospital stay. I never wanted to be sick - I just liked the atmosphere of country club-type hospitals where I candy striped as a teen, where I had my children and where I had my hysterectomy 10 years ago. I was blessed to never need a massive city-center facility.
Now I realize what I really liked was the cleanliness and care I witnessed or received.
Now I am the caregiver and I cannot keep up with the high level of work, stress and attention to detail needed for that restorative environment. In the past there were many hands involved. This is mostly me. It has been eight weeks and I think I need a day to myself to re-charge.
What does this have to do with keeping the pounds off? I am NOT looking to act out with food or eat over any of this. I want to recharge with a peaceful day of relaxing with nature. I want to swim, read outdoors, hug a tree. These are all good things.
I can't take a whole day. I have too much to do and too many responsibilities to take a whole day right now. My solution is to give myself two hours a day each day this week until I either feel healed or until I can give myself a full day.
Do you actively strive to make your home peaceful, inviting in positive energy? What do you do when life has other plans?