I took a break today. Its a normal day off for me, but I usually am running errands for the better part of the day. I decided on some Me time. I had a two hour session with a great gal and got my holiday pedicure done. I had a client call last minute right in the middle of relaxing time, pleading for me to squeeze her into my day.
Back story: I work limited hours a week as a massage therapist. The hours and days coincide with my daughter's school schedule and family time. Times and days that were negotiated by the three of us. Also, Massage Therapy is not a 40 hour a week job. If you want any sort of staying power, you have to use your time wisely. By wisely, I mean, slow and steady, not too much that can lead to physical breakdown. It was hard for Hubby to let go of days and times for me to open, start and make a successful business grow. But, we decided on guidelines, and I was willing to stick to them. I don't think I really knew how much my little business would grow, how passionate I would become about helping or how much it would actually help the ones who took the time to see me.
I normally sacrifice the me time and squeeze them in. Thinking to myself, 'Its okay, you can take care of yourself later, at least its not cutting into time with Hubby and Baby.' However, I said no today. I had already pushed through two Fridays of "squeeze-ins". And really, these people know my schedule and just push to what works for them. The last two Fridays I let them push me. This Friday, no so much. I'm not supposed to work any Fridays. I felt awful. I even had the sweet one doing my toes tell me that I wasn't going to take anyone today, that I needed a minute to myself. Bless her. She is a good girl. And I needed to hear that at that moment. I called Hubby and vented, I called Hayley and vented. I felt better, but couldn't help to think that my Me day of relaxation was shot.
Then I got a text from my Mom, reminding me we were going to Skype. Time to visit, see my niece,which my mom watches on weekdays and catch up with her and Dad. I took sometime and visited. Glad I did. Mom needed to vent. Dad's new cancer treatment is making food not have flavor. He's not eating. Not much at all. He's lost more weight and his oncologist has told him he needs to pick up weight or he will have to come into more meds to make him hungry. Mom's worried.
I got a chance to talk to Dad about it. And he says its true. Food tasted like cardboard, why eat it? So I suggested a few things and he promised me he would try it.
I got to see Curly (my niece), she's 17 months. She sang and talked and played for me to see.
I told them I loved them, then said my good byes, hung up with them.
Then, I called Gran. It had been awhile. I needed to hear her voice. Man, was that exactly what I needed. The right words, all filled with Love. The news about others, good and bad. She is patient with me, I know she is. Let's me get to her when I get that minute to talk.
I even got to text my Aunt J this week too. Keeping connected even if it just a few short texts. But boy do those words keep the wind under my wings for just that much longer.
So, you see, I said no today. I needed a Me day. I don't feel so bad about it now as I write this, because my Me day helped me charge my batteries with Love from some of the ones that matter the most. I needed this. Uplifted and recharged.
The lesson? One, sometimes when people say No, it has absolutely nothing to do with you and everything to do with them. Everything to do with them. Two, respect an others boundaries. You may not have any, but others do and most times, they are for a really, really good reason.
Tuesday, November 18, 2014
Well Pop, Happy Birthday. She will be celebrating here seventh Christmas this year. Seven. I know you can see her. I know very well that you had a hand in moving things around to make it so we could do right by her. I know you come to visit.
I promised you then and I tell you now that I will do all I can to keep her safe and growing healthy. We are thriving here. I can't thank you enough for all you have done to give me the tools I needed to help us along our journey. Want to know what has helped us the most? Kindness. You taught me a lot about that. How much it counts to help and be kind at what ever chances we can.
I can't imagine all the things you are accomplishing there. All the buildings and plans, I'm sure he was good on his promise to make you part of his Army. I know you are a perfect fit.
I miss you, I love you.
Happy Birthday Charles Floyd