I was told to enjoy my break, to live it up. I said I was going to live it up. I am.
But I feel guilty. I feel guilty for taking long naps in between packing boxes and cleaning. I feel guilty for seeing movies by myself. I love to go to the movies by myself. Then I come home a take a nap and then pack some more.
My little sister said I needed to write this blog because it amuses her how guilty I feel. She thinks it's funny. Yet she reminds me that when I get there I will be re-organizing her nasty garage and whatever else she can think of for me to do to re-pay her. ha ha
My Mother has to keep reminding me that she's doing great and that she is loving having all the chaos.
I still feel kind of guilty.
But I will move forward in my guilt...getting regular pedicures, going to the movies and out to lunch, napping, watching all my favorite tv shows, NOT cooking and taking NONE of it for granted.