I’ve got a bra on for the first time in two weeks. It doesn’t feel good.
But I was getting a bit cocky about my lack of hormonal issues while I was away on holiday in Rarotonga, so they have decided to give me a big slap in the face (serves me right).
Yesterday, pre-boarding, I just about passed out – a tad embarrassing – the hub says I’d do anything to avoid leaving.
Today, I look like I’m about to push a 10-pounder out. I’m waddling about and sweating like I’ve run a marathon, which I haven’t. It’s okay though, I’m running a bath, reading a book and relaxing and may have a glass of wine.
Take that perimenopause.
Okay, I’m not kicking the hormones in the arse, but I’m being kind to myself. I may even veet the mo tonight. Big night in for me. Oh, I’ve also got Mount Vesuvius on my chin to deal with.
So yes, holidays are pure joy. Especially those super chilled island ones. Here’s the thing about holidays, regardless of where they are or how long (at home, overseas, a day at the beach etc) it’s easy to feel happy because you don’t have the daily constraints of work, every day life, demands, the phone going or the need to be places.
Yes, I was bloody happy on that island family holiday, because I got uninterrupted time with loved ones, I didn’t have to worry about make-up or clothes and I pretty much lived in my bathers.
While I was away, I didn’t have an ‘OMG’ moment, but I did realise it’s healthier to live life without feeling the need to record all of it (some of it’s ok), to be in the moment, be present, restrict online time and rush less, because a lot of stress (for me anyway) is self created, it’s how we choose to react.
We don’t need to be superwoman, we don’t need to do a hundred things, we don’t need to keep up with the Joneses. Letting go of expectations is freeing. While coming back to reality from a holiday is a bit of a struggle (damn not being able to have a cocktail on a Monday at 3pm!) sometimes it’s healthy to take away not just the memories but the lessons on keeping everything in perspective.
Bloody hell, who am I right now (obviously zen Jo) and how long will this last?
The hub gives it a few days…cheeky bugger!
Here’s to making the most of your holidays, soaking them up and trying to take a few things out of them that you can bring back home, to make life a bit more enjoyable and a little less stressful.