If I add up what I think of what I accomplished today, my figures sag and look dreary. If, without judgement, I add up what I've done today, I begin to breathe a bit easier, aware for the first time that I have been holding back lately on being all the way kind to myself, some kind of perfectionism kicking in in the face of presently increased responsibilites.

Looked over the boys' school assignments.

Worked on a second draft of a cookbook introduction.

Made nutrition shakes for me and my kids.

Attended a 12 Step phone meeting.

Folded towels.

Gathered and rotated laundry.

Enjoyed a long walk.

Grocery shopping with the boys.

Took the garbage out.

Made a deposit at the bank.

Gave my cat sub-q fluids.

On Facebook, I posted one thing I'm grateful for.

Prayed with a friend.

Made a call related to my mom's administrative affairs.

Communicated with two friends about getting together later this week.

Played Zuma Blitz.

Kissed each of my sons on the cheek.

Spending needed time alone.

I see one important thing missing. Belly laugh, the brightness of any day. I'll now be working on that.