Restorative Time

I woke up feeling a bit under the weather, achy, sneezy, congested and fatigued, bleh. I told myself it’s just allergies because I don’t want to be ill 🙂

Today is the first day where I’ve had solitude and down time to myself since before my California trip. I’ve gotten so spoiled now with my quiet, down time. I’m introverted and empathic and actually need this restorative time.

I began the day planning all the things I could get done, but quickly decided today was gonna be a restful, lazy day. I’ve learned it’s best to not fight it and to take care of myself when it’s obvious that I should.

I meditated and read ACIM. I visited with Drue. Drank hot tea, took a long, hot bath (read books in the bath, my favorite). I read Intuitive Healing by Judith Orloff and Playing the Matrix by Mike Dooley. Slathered myself with this coconut oil and vanilla I mix into glass yogurt jars I’ve saved to repurpose. I keep a jar in each room. It’s so dry here so I’m constantly moisturizing, lol. It smells divine too.

Felt less congested after the bath, yay. I took some ibuprofen, then ate lunch with Drue before he went to work. We lounged stretched out on our living room futon bed afterwards, I sneezed into and under my shirt collar and said, “Mmmm I smell good,”(I really did, it rubs the lotion on its skin) we had a laugh. Then he had to go, I watched as he put on his shoes, coat, hat, gloves, hugged and kissed electrically (static shock, lol) goodbye. I saw him out the door, brrrrr cold, “Love you,” we chimed together. I hastily made my way back inside.

Then I made a grapefruit/clementine smoothie, had a glass. Rinsed some lettuce for later. Made vegetable soup using some turmeric green tea that was just too savory to enjoy as a tea, but it made a delicious soup base. I used the remaining tea bags so they didn’t go to waste. Made Ibarra hot chocolate drink using flax milk then indulged, sipping, savoring, it soothed my scratchy throat nicely.

I later ate 2 bowls of the soup while watching Life to Afterlife: I Died, Now What. The soup was delicious topped with sriracha and a crumbling of corn chips, I was pleased. It was brrrr cold, gloomy and windy today, making ghost town wailing noises. The wind gets so strong here, it’s unnerving.

I stayed in my loungy clothes and sunk into my oversized fleecy warm top, Drue calls it my painter’s shirt, says I look like an artist in it, guess it looks like a smock, it has a cowl neck and pockets. I added extra blankets to the bed as I watched TV. The program was okay, it didn’t add much more knowledge to what I’ve already read about or encountered myself.

(It made me wonder if I might want to take some classes on psychic/intuitive/mediumship though. I’ve had some experiences which make me think that maybe it’s worth looking into. Maybe I could use these skills to help myself and others).

It’s silly, but the host’s hair was distracting, I kept wondering if it was a wig, lol. I get distracted by things that are physically off about people’s appearances, like if an actor has had plastic surgery, my brain keeps trying to figure out what’s abnormal about their face. I try not to do it, but my brain won’t let go, lol 🙂

I’m blogging earlier tonight while sipping chamomile tea, then I will lounge some more afterwards. I am taking time out for restoration because I want to stay as healthy as I can 🙂

Yeah, it’s uneventful, I didn’t do what I had planned, but I have tomorrow and the next day…and maybe, just maybe I will not have a full blown cootie fest on my hands lol, because I chose to take it easy and doted on myself too.

“‘I don’t feel very much like Pooh today,’ said Pooh.
‘There, there,’ said Piglet. ‘I’ll bring you tea and honey until you do.’” —Winnie the Pooh

Michelle Miyagi
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