There are days when everything just flows.
You keep to your set schedule.
Those check-marks next to all those to-do list items keep piling up.
You feel on top of it all.
And then there are the other days.
You know the ones.
You want them to end but they can’t seem to get enough of your company and refuse to leave.
You even try to curl up in your shell and hide but they insist on squeezing in there with you, all buddy-buddy like.
SIGH.
On these days, there is nothing for it but to treat yourself.
Be good to yourself. Be gentle. Be kind.
And eat the extra “handfed” raspberry. Or two. Or three.
Pearl, Malti, Bruce & their mama
