We always hear about how much we need to take care of ourselves by eating right, getting plenty of rest, water and exercise, etc. Taking time just for me is what I consider pampering myself. In my younger, single years, it was just a way of life. Now I plan for, long for and sneak those moments into my schedule whenever I can.
On a cold night, after the kids have gone to bed I love a hot bath. No music. I’m tired of listening to people all day long. No books. I never could figure out how people read in the tub without ruining their books. No candles, just complete darkness and quiet. I stay in there until the water starts to get cold or my insides start to hard boil. Then I get out, get in comfy PJ’s and go directly to bed. I sleep like a baby.
On a cold day I love a cup of hot chocolate.
Sundays after church we go out to eat lunch after church and I look forward to the long, uninterrupted (now that my children are getting older) nap I get to take. I don’t cook dinner. It’s usually something like popcorn and apples if we’re not still stuffed from gorging at lunch.
Occasionally, when my husband or daughter can watch the boys, I’ll head off to Half Price Books with my list and browse until my cell phone rings and someone is pleading for me to return.
On those rare days when I’m the only one home for any length of time I don’t do anything productive. Sometimes I just crank up the stereo and play 70’s music and make a big batch of chocolate chip cookies to eat until I get a migraine.
I might break out my Drawing on the Right Side of the Brain DVD and work on my talentless passion. Yes, I try to draw. It’s more like a struggle than a try. Still, the exercise of it all is something I consider fun.
What do you do? I’m always up for new ways to pamper myself.
