I did ask for a detailed explanation, but the words sort of flew through one ear and out of the other.
|Missy's pink ripple. There are 2 pinks in it, but one is pale, and the ends still have to be darned in. Thanks for the excellent idea, Needled Mom - I will be making one for the dolly too!|
And if I want to have those little moments myself, why not start spreading it around, so people get the idea? Hmmm. I may, of course, become known as that crazy old woman, but who cares. If people smile more, then it is just fine. Doing something nice for someone.
And being pampered also means doing something nice for ourselves. Heaven knows if we wait for someone else to do something, we may wait for ever. This is much harder than I thought it would be. I am supposed to pamper myself, according to my consultants at Bath. At least one day a week, I am supposed to be self-indulgent. And do something special for myself. The "self-indulgent" part is not what they said. It is my interpretation, and therein lies the problem. We are trained to think of and put others first and ourselves last to the extent that anything we do which is simply for our own benefit, creeps or sidles into the "self-indulgent" area of the guilt corner of the brain. You know what I mean? If any of you know how to get rid of that corner, then please pass on any tips.
I am an idiot.
Actually, making someone smile or happy has an amazing side effect. It changes my day too. I walk away smiling, and the attitude adjustment can change my day. So the best thing we can do is make other people happy, which in turn will make us happy, which has to be part of the pampering thing. As Sally said, it can be a note, an email, flowers, a meal,. help with cleaning, anything. When I went away, I came home to fresh flowers in my lounge, and bread and milk in the kitchen, not to mention a meal ready for me to heat and eat. I have wonderful friends.
So how do you pamper yourselves then?
It is vital that we take care of ourselves, and learn how to do things for ourselves without feeling guilt.
|It is the end of February and there are ladybirds in my garden, and a bumble bee is buzzing around the washing.....|
I love it.
It makes me smile.