It was a long, rough night, and a bit of an annoying morning, since I slipped down the steps outside and scraped my arm up. I was trying to work on a graphics project right before it happened, so I had to change gears since my arm hurts to rest it on the table to use my computer.
Rather than spend the day pouting about not getting to do the work I wanted to do, I readjusted. Put my makeup on, dressed up, and made myself a delicious cup of hot coffee.
Those little acts of self care are important, and helps me keep some perspective.
My arm is stinging and aching, but at least my tits look great, so that’s a not so little thing to be thankful for.