about completing projects when DIGITS is acting up, but apparently I am just not that great at listening to my body. Saturday was one of those days where my
body was out of whack but I had a list of little chores I wanted to complete around the house. Nothing major of course, a bit of laundry, cleaning, and what not. Just to clarify, my to do list kept me on the ground and off ladders. While finishing some laundry I decided to do some ironing. Once I finished ironing and still really wasn't feeling well so I decided to have a rest.
After my nap, I didn't feel much better but was determined to finish me list and went to finish cleaning up. Among my remaining chores was the put away the cooled iron and ironing board. I have a button on the iron that I press to retract the cord. So I was lightly pressing the button to retract the cord with one hand and the
my other hand was guiding the cord. Well, I wasn't paying complete attention and
accidently pressed the button much harder. Suddenly the cord to the iron flung
up and the plug hit me right on my nose with a "thunk" sound. You are probably
thinking how hard can a plug be? But I have the bump and bruise on my nose to
prove it. So after my iron abuse, I decided to lie on the couch and read.
Once my husband came home and I shared the story, he asked me “what it is going to take for you to slow down and listen?” He then proceeded to share with me that he thinks he should have video cameras around the house to be able to see all of the mischief I get into on my own, finally laughing at the ridiculous story!
I don’t know why it is so hard for me to slow down. I feel guilty when my husband works so much and comes home and the house isn’t perfect. I feel it is the least I can do for him. I am so fearful of DIGITS defining me that I keep doing things to reveal I am not DIGITS. DIGITS is so invasive and dominating in my life that instead of taking days to rest and heal, I think I am giving in to the illness. I need to continually prove by accomplishing other things that there is more to me than DIGITS.
So here it is, I AM NOT DIGITS, and no one is! It is an illness that lives in us but is not who we are. My goal is to let myself heal when not feeling well and take the time to rest and ultimately feel better.
We all have bad days and it is okay to give our bodies the rest it craves.