It’s groceries. When life starts overflowing a little, I mostly stay on the tracks. Save for turning into a full-on scavenger and piling up take-out containers. One of them was a salad? Another one was definitely Dominios parmesan bites. It’s been a bit of a week.
It makes sense that I still find time to write and meditate and exercise but haven’t found the energy to get to the grocery store after work this week. I’m not a big cook anyway and when I’m working more I’m really not home for very long. Still, I usually try to eat dinner from the fridge most days since I usually run out for lunch. But folks, I don’t even have Diet Coke. So clearly the situation is out of hand.
And usually, I’d be admitting this little life-fail as accountability to actually do the damn thing and pick up some eggs today, but you know, I’m hesitating to commit. It might wait until the weekend in the end and I’ll chalk my disorganized domesticity up to what it is: a deprioritization in the face of other priorities.
Which is okay. Not everything can be a priority at once. This week, work needs a little extra attention which means my self-care needs a little extra attention too (self-care, in this case, equals a morning of routine and healthy habits and an evening of watching volleyball anime . . . maybe it’s time for another gushing post about that?).
Who knows, though. Depending on the work fridge for Diet Coke is a bet I’m only willing to make for so long.
With Love,
Natalie