mental health · sleep

A murder of crows

I bought three stuffed crows at Target today. Why? Well, I really like crows. I like the aesthetic. And they make me happy. I’ve come to realize that I need to do more things that make me happy. I need to stop doing things that make me unhappy just because they’re things that I feel like I’m supposed to do.

I don’t get much time to myself these days – time to do what I want to do. I’ve started to delegate more things around the house to Mike. Things like the dishwasher and laundry. Things that I don’t necessarily have the time or energy to deal with. And honestly? It’s time he starts taking on more around here. The current arrangement goes back to when I worked 4 on 4 off, so I did most of the things around the house. Made sense at the time. It doesn’t make as much sense now as it did then. But we’ve fallen into patterns and habits that are going to be hard to break.

So tonight I’m going to do a few small things, and then relax on the couch until Mike gets home from work. And then I’m going to head to bed so I can get up relatively early tomorrow to get some stuff done. In all honesty, what I really need is a good, solid night sleep.

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