Breathing my Mind into Your Face

Top of the morning to you chappy. Let’s make a good day today. I will live with a smile. I will focus my energy on my job from 8:45-5. I will work toward growing our business. Leads and clicks. Ticking off the boxes. This evening I will enjoy the presence of my lovely boys. We will play Risk or Monopoly on the switch. I will marinate the pork tenderloin sitting in the bottom drawer of the fridge. I will cook it for dinner with sweet potatoes and vegetables. I will watch one episode of the Staircase on HBO Max. I will read the book Persepolis about a girl’s childhood during the Iranian Islamic revolution. Then I will fall asleep. I will wake up to Friday. The only unpredictable element is my dreams. My mouth hurts which makes me wonder if I was grinding my teeth in my sleep last night. The dreams haven’t been pleasant. Maybe my body is such that if I’m walking through my waking life in a state of relative happiness there has to be an outlet for the sadness that comes during my sleep. I want to slowly get off my antidepressants. Take it from 40 MG down to 20 then off. I need to get the treadmill fixed so I have a place to sweat in the house. Make that a priority wife!