I’ve worked way too many hours for as long as I can remember. Yes…I am a workaholic. For years I did it to support my kids. It became my identity. At this stage in my life it is the only thing getting me out of bed or off the couch. I can’t remember the last time I went walking. Thank you Timehop for reminding me that three years ago I saw the sunrise and sunset often. If I’m being honest a big reason for it was because I led a walking group for my job. Either way I was active and enjoying my time taking pictures. I wasn’t rushing to work before sunrise to get a jump on the day. Work hasn’t been fun in a long time. I’ve got way too much on my plate and instead of being the loving, caring person that I am, everyone believes I’m a giant asshole. I’ve neglected myself and became a miserable person. I don’t like me at all. So my new plan is to try to take care of myself mentally. I need to discover what makes me happy and not pour so much of myself into my job. It’s literally sucking the life out me. I spent the last two days on the couch binge watching Netflix and eating…a lot. Tomorrow is my new beginning. I made a list of 10 things I want to accomplish before January 1st. A couple of the items may be a little silly but it’s things I’ve said I wanted to do but just keep putting off. Don’t worry…one of the items on the list is to blog at least once a week. If I’m doing other things on the list it will be more than that. I actually enjoy blogging quite a bit. Call me crazy but it’s therapeutic. 😊 Wish me luck…I think we both know I will need it.