A Cup Of Tea for the Soul

It was recently brought to my attention that I blog about the various “large” events that are happening in my life but I fail to discuss my daily activities.  The day to day grind of life is where it all happens, right?  The ins and outs of each moment and how to live with Bipolar Disorder on a regular basis. 

My days all start with getting ready for work, making my breakfast and lunch for the day and then the most important part of my day is…of course picking out which high heels I am going to wear!  I drive the half hour commute to work and then I have myself a nice yummy cup of coffee (just don’t tell my GI doctor or my husband please).  And to wrap up my morning, I have two lovely cups of tea. 

A long time ago, my therapist told me that I should have a cup of tea every evening with my husband.  She said that it would help us to communicate and enjoy a glass of something yummy together.  Since we never implemented this into our evening routine, I decided to start to do this at work.  As I ramp up my work day, I enjoy a nice cup of tea to calm my stomach and help me get ready for the day ahead. 

I work 8:30am to 5:00pm.  Sometimes I get there earlier (not often) and sometimes I stay later (not too often either).  I pick up my daughter on my way home from work and we meet my husband at home.  We relax and unwind and by unwind, I mean we make dinner and my daughter gets a bath or a shower.  By 8:30pm lights are out for my (almost) 5-year-old and she is snuggled into bed. 

Then, it is me time.  I get dressed into my workout clothes and I go into the finished part of my basement where I stretch and then walk or run for 30 minutes to an hour.  As I work out I look at the new sign my husband added to the basement “seek discomfort”. 

About a month ago, my therapist said, “Find something for you to do for yourself or I will call your psychiatrist and we will have to increase your medicine”.  No joke, that was a wake-up call.  So I got back on the treadmill and have been at it ever since.  Then I shower and do my hair and I get ready for bed. 

So my beloved friends, that is a day in my life.  It is simple and to the point.  Simplistic but it can be very stressful (pending work of course).  And I love it.  Every moment of it.  But each moment is not easy and some days are terrible.  But the good ones, wow are they good.  And I am grateful for each day I have.    

Love Note:  With all my heart, I genuinely request that due to the content written, please seek the guidance of professional help should you feel you need it.