
Baxter sits on my shoulders pretty often, and Connor really wants Baxter to do the same to him. Alas, Connor’s shoulders aren’t quite big enough for Baxter to get comfy, so it only happens with a lot of coaxing from Connor.
Baxter sits on my shoulders pretty often, and Connor really wants Baxter to do the same to him. Alas, Connor’s shoulders aren’t quite big enough for Baxter to get comfy, so it only happens with a lot of coaxing from Connor.
This has been my vibe this week, and I don’t like it. Not at all.
I’ve been in a spiral of poor eating habits and poor sleep hygiene and bad mood that just feeds on itself. My inner teenager is getting the best of me, letting me sabotage myself by doing whatever I want in the moment — order out because I don’t want to make dinner, stay up late to watch YouTube or play solitaire, ignore my reminders to prep tomorrow’s meals…
Time to be the adult in the room.
I need to start actively managing my stress levels better. My recent continuing stress headache and low energy are pointing to high cortisol, from what I can tell.
It’s snowing only because my birthday is later this week. My co-worker just told me to think of it as Nature sending me confetti. 🤣
Usually my Bloom Day photos are close-ups like this one, showcasing the pops of color in my beds and borders. This time, though, I decided to go out and take some quick snapshots of my various plantings as a whole. I’ve done very little spring cleanup at this point, so I’m posting these as-is, warts and all.
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