Bad blogger

I'm a bad blogger. I forget about it a lot, and I forget about a bunch of other important stuff to. That's what this post is about.

I'm bad at remembering things that need to be done for me.

I like to think I excel at my motherly duties (and go over and beyond for my babe), but jot only that, but I think I'm a pretty awesome wife, not only on the daily, but also because I make sure to put aside for my man so we can make sure we stay connected mentally, emotionally, etc through our date day/nights/road trips/hanging around the house. 

I don't worry about much. Work takes up a lot of time, and when I'm not there, I want to be home. I feel guilty. I have let friendships slide. I don't have the stamina nor the energy to listen to other peoples problems, insecurities, etc lately. I enjoy being the listening ear usually, or just be there to hang out, but lately...nope! Luckily, my friendships are strong enough that I can go a while without picking up the phone to call, text, email, etc. 

So that's my mission: make time for me, and make time for my ladies.

Friday after work, I met up with a few of 'em. Especially after the week I just had, I had totally forgotten how necessary girlfriends are. No just to complain to, but to laugh and smile with. It heals the soul. I can tell Tyler anything, and he really is my best friend, but there's just some things men don't understand. So I fuelled up on laughs. 

Girls weekend, more girls dinners...going to try to get some sort of routine in place--we were doing so good before, but life took a hold of us all. Back to it!

All that to say sorry, but also, to make sure each and every one of you not only keep control of your life , but don't forget to keep slivers if time for all of the important stuff (not excluding yourself!!!).