FREE TO LIVE

Realizing I was a hoarder was both a shock and a relief. A shock, because nobody wants to have a mental disorder. A relief, because my situation finally had a name. I found people who could relate. Knowing the problem helps solving it. I can step aside and look at the situation from a more neutral point of view. Why am I blogging about it? 2 reasons. 1. Putting my thoughts into words helps me think more clearly. 2. If this helps just one, who is like me, see the light it was more than worth it!

2016-09-17

SLEEP, PRECIOUS SLEEP!

I have accomplished more over the last 8 days than I have in the 3 months before. At least that is what it feels like.

I translated about 25 pages of medical records
washed at least 15 loads of laundry,
made cake
had guests over for dinner
supervised homework
had homemade food from scratch 5 out of 8 days
practiced the piano daily
was up between 6 and 6:30 am every morning
made snacks for school
cleaned up the kitchen daily

To sum it up. I did a good, no an excellent job. What made this possible? Going to bed at 10 pm. As a night owl that is not ideal, but I learned that even night owls can function at 6 am and even more, enjoy being alive at 6 am if they go to bed on time. So 10 am it is. Even if that means that I feel I have no evening to relax.

FREE TO LIVE

2016-09-17

SLEEP, PRECIOUS SLEEP!

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