There is no help in the kitchen?

Well I did get up and I did go to the kitchen and did it help? Of course not one of my challenges is about food so why I thought the kitchen would be a good place to find light in my present darkness I will never know. I wonder if this was one of the things that mr lupus was whispering in my ears?

So what actually happened?
I got up, went into the kitchen, opened the fridge and found some things begging to be rescued so of course I did the dutiful thing and put them out of their misery. Having a momentous task under my belt I then I thought about food as I opened the cupboards I realised that food shopping was not one of my favourite past times so there was none. So I did what any self-respecting woman living with mr lupus would do I went back to bed and stayed there for the next 36 hours.

Did this help?
I’m not sure, but it definitely prevented me from having to worry about what to do next. I was going to stay there today but having realised (a midnight revelation I think) that it’s my mind that is in trouble so that is what I have chosen to work on today. I think I am in need of a mind detox but obviously I can’t take it out and give it a good wash so I am just going to have to find another way.

What does that mean?
Well I am going to start with the conversations I have with myself and living on my own I have a lot of those intimate moments which up until now I thought were great but now I am beginning to wonder. Anyway rather than psychoanalyze the moment I have decided to write myself some positive affirmations to remind me just how great I am just the way I am on the road to where I want to get to.

Try it yourself.
What things are you saying to yourself? What could you be saying instead?