Time to Care for Me!

Most of the time I care only for the others. I know that I am stressed right now, I need more rest, I need more time for me. As soon as my husband feels well, I hope to have more time for me.

i had never thought about it but I take time to read and quilt (sometimes) I go shopping and walking, visiting, talking on the phone, the usual things.

I have fun with friends and family often.

I always took a couple of hours on Saturdays for myself even when my kids still lived with us. Mani/pedi, bubble baths, etc. I felt pretty for my husband and refreshed for my kids. Now, I'm high maintenance as I've gotten older. LOL!

We all need to spend me time. I can see how not doing so would depress you and stress you out. I'm glad you're getting away today with your sister, and will go to Maine next week and walk a beach. There is nothing like a beach to settle all your thoughts and get things back in focus. As for me - I only have me time, living alone. Though I also need to get away, spend time with people. That has become my me time. Walking away from the computer, spending time at the Y, swimming, and interacting with friends. Going to Writer's Guild the first Tuesday of the month, interacting, learning, keeping my mind active and alive. I'm hoping to get away from here in the next couple weeks. I've wanted to take a trip up to Door County, and asked my friend if she would like to also. She wants to go, and is looking at her calendar to find a time to go. It will be fun. I could go alone, but I want to be with people. That is my new me time - being social.

I always put others first. But still make time for me. Thats my tv time, shopping time, baking time.

I been learning to make time for me, I am always doing something for some one else.

I read, watch TV, listen to music, and play the Sims as a form of stress relief (and to keep myself distracted to prevent having panic attacks.)

Yes, get away and rock!! How do I take care of me? Thinking.... I listen to one of the cat person's purr. I write poetry when it sneaks in and bites me.

That seems to be a common problem with caregivers. I came to the conclusion last night.....I have no friends. (Don't misunderstand). My life has revolved around caring for my children, my job, caring for my mothier inlaw, my mother and my father. In between a troubled church history, a couple of moves and no, I have no girlfriends I would call up and say....how about we go to watch a movie. It's not them, it's me....I've not invested any time into friendship.....I've been to busy caring for others.

Mostly I can decide what I want to do with my time so I guess that's pretty much taking care of me. I do appreciate my good fortune.

I think that the trip to Maine will be the answer to doing something for yourself. Unfortunately I don't stop to do for me until I am forced to by health and then it ends up as a bed rest thing.

I sometimes like to just pamper myself be it at the salon or just going out for a meal. It sure is good to thank yourself