This ride seems to be coming to an end. First year went well. Picked up some bad and some good habits. Fell in love, almost eloped, went homeless for the summer; although it felt like camping because the weather was awesome. I got an internship doing some research, then got an actual job through the same company. I am no longer a full time student, only part time. Overall, things are okay. No reason to mope around.
I went to the doctor yesterday morning and got blood work done--nothing bad, just routine. But I don't like getting blood drawn; it brings back memories when I feel that familiar sting just like the Nine Inch Nail song Hurt. The phlebotomist took the needle out and wrapped my arm up. I left. Grabbed some coffee; my Friday treat and I headed off to work to kick ass. It was a none stopped day. My only self-care practices implemented was 1. deep breathing in between meetings and 2. humor amongst my favorite group of coworkers. 3. my manager blew bubbles at me ❤️ I got home last night at 7pm (I left the house this morning at 6:45am). My kiddos strict bedtime routine starts at 730pm to be in bed by 8pm. Challenge night #2: went well. He fought a little but actually went to bed. 1 book was read and when he asked for a repeat I encouraged him to read it to himself. Since he doesn't know how to read yet, we made it a game to make up his own story by looking at the pict...
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