Every Saturday morning this internal war takes place inside my brain. There are 3 contenders, silly issues & one big battle.
In one corner we have ‘EXHAUSTED Holly’.. in the other, ‘RESPONSIBLE Holly’.. and yet ANOTHER we find ‘FRUSTRATED Holly.’
7:00: What? 7? Why am I awake. Go back to sleep.
7:09: Hm. What do I want for breakfast? Should I make coffee or tea? OMG, what are you doing. SLEEP.
7:15: Ugh. I’m awake. Just get up. No, roll over, you’re tired. Just another hour.
7:17: I cannot believe this. Yesterday I could have slept straight through lunch! What. The. World.
7:19: The bathroom is a nightmare. I only have black beans & cough drops in the pantry (which Ashley pointed out yesterday). No clean work pants for Monday… No. ROLL OVER.
7:21: AHHH. I’m getting up.
Lacey is a riot. She has this app on her phone that plays ‘rain sounds’ & turns it on each night to lull herself to sleep. The first time I learned of this little habit, was when she stayed the night… So, I’m laying out blankets, grabbing sheets, fluffy pillows & I look over to find her on the phone:
“Lace, seriously. Help me make your bed.”
“Holls, I’ve got to find my rain sounds!”
It’s raining today … #thankyouJesus. It’s Saturday morning & pouring, pouring, pouring.
So when I woke up, there was a slight war between the 3 Holly’s – but they were silenced by the steady sound of rain.. & ok, aching bones too.
My first move, light every single candle. Candles bring me so much comfort. I’m not sure why… it’s probably their warmth, or flickering light, or sweet aroma filling my tiny home & helping me relax. Regardless. I love them. I love them especially with the rain.
Second move, take a HOT HOT bath. When you have SB, or any other type of orthopedic issue, you often endure these aches & pains when rain ushers in. Why? Based on my limited research, I have found a scientific explanation, that includes something about barometric pressure & humidity affecting surrounding bone tissues/muscles? I don’t know. I’m a writer. Not a scientist.
Or if you don’t believe me, just go ask your grandparents.
Third, read. I’m honestly getting better at FINISHING books. And today I started a Priscilla Shirer I’m totally stoked about.
Fourth, write. Reading always leads me to writing. And voila, here I am.
So for now, I’ll leave you with these silly/random thoughts about the hang-ups of an aging body & busy life…
but also the happy (Satur)days of rain sounds & candles.
I’m going back to bed & to my book. And Lace, your phone gets a break today. 😉