I have piles all over and around my desk. Each one is a stack of ick I care not to deal with, each one more depressing and off-putting than the next.
I straightened the piles. I got out my Post-its and made notes ON the piles. I put dates on my calendar of when things really needed to go down, in relation to the piles, but I didn't actually tackle the piles. It was more of a pre-tackle.
Then I asked myself, "Where is the trip to Tahiti pile?" There is no pile of fun going on.
Immediately sent an e-mail to my favorite person in the world, the massage therapist, Miho. Because there are no accidents, she e-mailed back within 5 minutes and could see me that very day for one hour of pure relaxation and self-care.
It might not be Tahiti, but it sure was Heaven.
4 comments:
Bravo!
Nice.
:)
You're so smart.
And I hope when you got home you started a 'fun' pile on the desk, too.
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