By: Dana Zillgitt, Regular Contributor
I’ve never been too good at relaxing. I’m too jittery, too jumpy for my own good. I’m too excitable for my own good and it’s often draining. My body often has other plans when I run on overdrive for too long. But even when I take a much-needed sick day, my hands can’t stop twitching, I still can’t stop moving. I always feel like I should be busy and I feel guilty for taking down time even when I know I should. I guess I always ran by the idea that “happy hands are busy hands” for as long as I can remember.
Only recently did I realize the importance of actually taking time to relax and taking time for yourself as well. I’ve been running on empty for quite some time now and frankly, I’m exhausted. And I know if I keep this up, I’ll only run into a slew of sick days I can’t afford to take. So recently, I’ve decided to take Sundays as my days for, well, me. It’s weird to actually force myself to relax. To finally take time out of my crazy week to take care of the one and only D.
It’ll definitely take some getting used to because, as a total busybody, to finally settle and stop for a moment, it may take mountains and a couple villages to do so. But it’s nice to finally sleep. To finally actually partake in this weird phenomenon known as “self-care;” I kinda like it so far. I’ve been taking care of others for so long that it’s seemingly unnatural to reverse that and do it for myself. But if I want the longevity I know I have in me, these lazy Sundays may just be the things I so need and deserve.
Have you left YOU off the to-do list? When you give back to yourself, you are better to give energy to the people and things in your life that need it. Put yourself first!
Dana has her BA in International Affairs & Spanish as well as a mild obsession with rescue animals and all things caffeinated. She’s mastered the art of the selfie, fort building, and even the sass battle. Plus, she can quote 95% of Anchorman and Zoolander.