Habits are hard to break.
Good, habits.
Bad, habits.
Those puppies sure demand to have their way.
This morning, I set the alarm to go off after 11. I had taken PTO in order to be able to sleep in, until noon. I enjoy a good sleep in, of a morn, on the company’s dime, while I snooze away a hard earned, paid leave hour or two.
Yet, I have now gotten back into my me time, and my me time, whooooey, is a demanding soul! My me time, now, is about that me time life, now, and don’t take much flack from me, from old habits, from anything/anyone.
Yet, and still, old habits, like taking some PTO time, in the meantime, to while away, to sleep away, a good hour or two, also wanted to have it’s way.
So, this morning, I found, a civil war, had broken out. I found myself, in the middle, in the meantime, staring at my me time, at my old habits, at my new habits. And, wouldn’t you know it, peeps, the day had decided to barge in and have it’s say:
The Day: Good morning, Cassandra! I see you have your boots all polished and ready to give me some whatfor, today.
Old Habits: Shut up, Day! We fixin to hit the snooze button, repeatedly, to while away an hour or two, today.
New Habits: Well, me time, is wanting to have HER time, and I am siding with her on what to do with this day.
Me time: It’s MY time! Time to head to the shower, sing loudly therein. It’s MY time, let my day begin.
What happened, ask?
*shrug*
Don’t ask me. In the midst of their arguing, in the meantime, I headed for the shower. Let me know how things turned out yall….
living now,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
- THE HAND FROM HEAVEN ✋🏾☁️🧻🤣
- COME SIT AT MY TABLE 🪑❤️🩹
- BELOVEDS, YOU CAN HAVE MY FLOWERS. I DON’T NEED THEM ANYMORE.
- Forgive them, Cassandra, God said to me
- Still In Love
Why Can't I Be Loud?! 