my intention for the month of december (i realize it's not december, i started early) is to take really really really good care of myself.
(actually, this was supposed to be my intention for the quarter – the quality i am working with is wholeness. better late than never, right?)
the trouble with this particular intention is that i have a hard time taking good care of myself, let alone really really really good care of myself. i am better at it than i used to be, but it's still an ongoing practice.
the other day, in a fit of inspiration, it occurred to me that this might be more fun if i pretended that i was my very own butler. named jeeves, of course. have you read the book wake up, sir by jonathan ames? jeeves is the main character's butler and my inspiration.
i tell you, having a butler is the best thing ever. i wish i had hired one years ago. he is so kind and caring and thoughtful.
last night, i was so much in flow that i forgot to eat dinner and worked at my computer for so long that my back ached and ached. i really needed jeeves to remind me to eat and to get up every so often, but apparently i gave him the evening off.
a very sad and dejected me-this-morning: "jeeves???"
jeeves: "i'm sorry to hear that you had a rough evening, sir. maybe a round of yoga would set you right? i'll put a fleece blanket nearby in case the idea appeals to you.
also, i noticed that you took an aleve this morning; might i suggest that you rest today? i will wash the dishes later and put another load of laundry going, but we can save the other things until tomorrow. if you rest this morning, maybe you will feel like going for a hike later. it is such a lovely day and you always feel better when you're outdoors.
by the way, you are out of aleve, so you are going to want to visit new seasons later and buy aleve and toilet paper. you know you will think about both of them until they're purchased. i'd go for you, but i know how much you enjoy grocery shopping. maybe you can also buy yourself some more stuffing and have it for dinner."
me: "that does sound nice. thank you, jeeves!"
jeeves: "you're very welcome, sir."
(isn't he kind and caring and thoughtful? he always has the best suggestions.)
(and yes, jeeves refers to me as sir. i refuse to be called ma'am, and jeeves refuses to call me sweetie. sir was a good compromise.)