I'm declaring this to be the summer of self-care.
I think I need it.
I think this because when we went to visit (yet another) new church last Sunday, I felt like I'd been kicked in the chest by a horse and I started breaking out in cold sores.
In the parking lot. I never made it inside. Andy went in, while I went to Jo-Ann's and bought jewelry stuff and a candle.
I could write a bunch of stuff about that. Blah blah blah dee blah.
But here's what I'm going to do instead: self-care.
I'm going to see a spiritual director because that sounds good to me.
I'm going to eat lots of watermelon because that sounds yummy to me.
I'm going to take naps whenever I want because that sounds awesome to me.
And I'm going to sit in the sunshine right this minute, because The Heatwave Is Coming and chances are that by tomorrow it will be torture out there, until sometime in September.
That's my plan for this summer.