Lately, I'll find myself sitting down for a minute and then it's suddenly three hours later and I don't know where the time went. Or I can't be bothered to make small decisions so I wear the same dress everyday. (The black dress pictured above - currently going on 6 days.)
I have done the bare minimum it takes to show up for my life: basic hygiene, keeping appointments, mom-things, a few hours of sleep here and there. I decided somewhere around last Tuesday that I am giving myself a free pass for a few days. I'm not folding laundry or grocery shopping or crossing anything off of any lists. My expectations of myself are extremely low and I am just barely reaching them.
I will pull it all together again, but not today. Today is for phoning it in, drinking coffee, and staring out the cold, January window.