Today I did nothing. Well, maybe not nothing, but not a lot. I had a list of a million things that needed to get done around the house while I’m kid free. But I did maybe three things. I move some presents into piles. I emailed my lawyer about a few things. I balanced the check book.

But that’s it. I did no school work. I did no real cleaning. I didn’t cross anything pertinent off my list.

And. It. Feels. Glorious.

I’m not used to this feeling of happiness when I take the time to relax. Let’s be honest, I very rarely take the time to relax. My days are filled with tasks and data and being productive. But I’m trying to change.

I need to take time to breathe and relax. I need to take time to sit and contemplate and read for pleasure. I need to take time to regain my energy; my positive energy.

Maybe, just maybe, I’ll be able to use my energy to find myself again.