Ever since I started working full time 10 months ago, my weekends and evenings have become sacred. Whilst I spend every other evening (or two at the moment, because I’m trying but probably not enough) at the gym on weekdays, my weekends have become all about filling the time with all the things I want and need to do. At the same time I want to be able to relax and savour my freedom and just make my little heart happy. But, weirdly, it’s not always easy to do the things you want to do? You guilt trip yourself into thinking you’re being lazy, or waste time doing a lot of nothing — which is good self care when you really need it, but not when you’re just feeling uninspired and…lazy…?
I’m losing you, I can see that. But hold up just a second, because I think my self care practices are pretty good. And this is likely the first of many, so keep a watch out.
Saturday mornings dancing in your underwear are some of the best moments you can spend on a Saturday morning. Whack on your music of choice. I really rate Radio 1’s Greatest Hits show from 10 til 1, because who doesn’t love long forgotten throwback jams? Not a friend of mine, let me tell you. I’m not sure there’s a moment I’ve felt sexier and more in-tune with my body than being mid getting dressed and getting completely overtaken by a song. The Saturday morning dancing ritual is all about dancing until your breathless and carrying on regardless; admiring yourself in the mirror, including all those wobbly bits and for once in this chaotic world of struggled self-acceptance, of really liking yourself and feeling like a cool human being.
Belting out the ‘The Greatest Showman soundtrack is both therapeutic AF and oh so empowering. What a musical. What a soundtrack. What a message to promote. Need I say more? Okay, go on… Zac Efron.
Am I regressing (or maybe rapidly aging) or are puzzles the bees knees? My mum bought me a puzzle for Easter this year. It’a a 1000 piece Disney puzzle including all the classic characters I loved growing up (and still love now, duh) and, let me tell you, there is nothing more calming than sitting in your pyjamas on a Sunday afternoon puzzlin’. Sometimes I’ve even been known to select from my extensive Disney DVD collection and really treat myself with double whammy Disney from all sides. My Sunday’s are wild.