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Taking Care of Me

Happy Friday, Tribe!

Yesterday, my neighbor and I took time to do something just for ourselves…a morning at the nail salon. 

I went hog-wild with my day of self-care; getting a manicure and deluxe pedicure. My intention was to stop there, however, my nail guy “B” had other ideas and I’m a sucker for other ideas. Thankfully, my neighbor/friend is a patient lady. 

While painting my nails, “B” pointed out, not so delicately, that I should consider a brow wax. “It’s been a long time,” he said unabashedly. I couldn’t disagree because it had been a long time…at least five years (calm down, I’ve been tweezing on rare occasions). I agreed to the brow wax and off to the waxing room we went. 

Once under the bright lights, “B” informed me I should really wax my upper lip stating “lots of hair there!”  Oh, “B”, way to make a gal feel good.  Knowing he was probably right, I threw caution and hair to the wind and let him do it. I had forgotten just how painful a lip waxing is, but the memory returned with the first ripping off of wax tape. 

Once “B” had successfully upsold me on much needed services, I looked and felt fantastic.  It had been a long time since I had a full morning of taking care of ME!  I decided the cost of services could be written off as “mental health services,” because, why not? Right?

The thing is, when one (me, in particular) is in the midst of depression coupled with crippling anxiety, one tends not to care about their appearance, let alone leaving the confines of home, changing out of pajamas or going anywhere in public that’s not absolutely necessary. 

It’s not that we don’t want to do these things; we do. The problem is, we just don’t have the energy or wherewithal to do them or our anxiety is so bad we don’t dare leave home for fear of bad things happening. 

I’ve learned taking care of myself is the first step in being a mentally and physically healthier, happier, more productive person. Most women put the needs of everyone else above their own. This leaves us, well, with unpainted nails, calloused feet and hairy eyebrows and lips!  Who wants that?

The point of this rambling is to encourage you to take time for yourself. I know it’s sometimes hard to find a spare minute or money is tight, but even a brief walk listening to music is a start. If you don’t want to go alone, have a friend, neighbor or family member accompany or drag you, if necessary. 

Taking care of ourselves first enables us to then take better care of our family, friends and even our careers. 

Wishing you a wonderful weekend.

Blessings, Peace and Love,

Diane

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