I had a teeny tiny bit of an emotional breakdown yesterday. I honestly don't even know what exactly caused it, but it was probably a combination of things. Niall cried and threw temper tantrums all day, petty little things kept going wrong, and I was in desperate need of a little alone time to just relax.
So relax I did. And not the [lay on the couch in front of the TV] relaxing. I'm talking real relaxing. The kind we so often forget to do. The kind that doesn't involve bright, flashing screens and blinking messages.
I am guilty of hopping on my laptop at the end of the evening, reading other blogs, and convincing myself that I'm taking it easy; taking some "me time." But I know deep down that your mind and body need time away from anything that has a "power on" button.
Ok, so I know I'm not a doctor, but I have discovered the perfect prescription for all stress and anxiety:
I demand that every woman reading this blog take a long, hot bath at some point this week. Grab a book or an ipod (ok, so this has an "on" switch, but you're listening to it, not watching it); a glass of cucumber water; maybe even a glass of wine.... shut the door, light some candles, switch off the lights, and pull the curtain. And just sit there for a good 15 minutes.
It's honestly one of the most healing things I've done in a really long time. I turned on some classical music, closed my eyes and just drifted away. It was like I suddenly recharged and everything was fine.
And now, it's going to be a weekly ritual for me. I can't believe I went almost 3 years in this house and never took a single bath. Not one, ever. Until last night. What a great wake up call.
I love the simple things like this, that don't cost anything or require going anywhere. It's just right there in front of you, but you forgot it even existed. Oh, bathtub-- I'll never neglect you again.
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