Removing expectations. This. My mantra for the week.
Ya know, I spend a lot of time setting myself up for disappointment. I place such high expectations on myself, my husband, my coworkers, my friends, etc.
And it’s not fair to anyone.
And it’s not going to change overnight. I’m always going to be my harshest critic; but just by acknowledging this will help me to get over myself just a teeny bit.
So this week I’m removing expectations of myself in all aspects of my life.
I’m excited because we have very few plans for the next couple of weeks. I know it won’t stay that way, but for now, I’m basking in the idea of not having anything to do.
I’m addicted to doing laundry. Sounds great, right? Except for the fact that I absolutely, 100%, hate to fold the clean clothes and put them away. Which means we just have piles of clean laundry all around our house.
I wish for a successful work week for both Chad & myself. Chad has been working a bit of OT, which is great, but leaves Ari + I at home by ourselves for a little while — also fine — but I worry for Chad being too tired/overwhelmed by work.
I’m happy when I’ve slept well and worked out. Both of these things = an awesome day for me, regardless of what else the day throws at me.