Today is my 14th shift in a row. I am exhausted. Between working full time, starting another graduate school program, and fulfilling my [unpaid] clinical hours, I haven't had a day off in two weeks.
Such is life. After I burst into tears three days in a row, ugly crying Dane-Cook-style into the mirror repeating "I'm doing my best," I knew that I needed to change something. Since my academics and employment were non-negotiables, I was at a loss of what to do. My wonderful cousin asked me, "Becky, what was the best thing about today?" I don't remember my answer, but it was the start of me asking myself that question ever day.
So here I am, two weeks later, and I have made it a point to do something that is "the best part of today" every day. Think of it like Parks & Rec's "Treat Yo'self".
It can be as easy as taking a shower and blow drying my hair.
Or taking a walk in Georgetown with my dog and friend with an ice cream pitstop.
Buying myself peonies.
Going to a see a new band play on H St.
Just taking time to smell the peonies.
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