Well, I am not going to pretend it was random or sacrificial... because it was totally indulgent, but I think that many of us are guilty of focusing on others too much. We can be guilty of focusing more on other people's shortcomings, needs, feelings, choices, etc.
I am guilty of all of the above, and I am even guilty of forgetting to show myself compassion, kindness and grace. So, yesterday was my turn. Don't the flight attendants always tell you, in case of a "situation" make sure you put your own oxygen mask on first before helping others? Well, I think that we can fairly say that we have had a "situation" and I just needed to breath yesterday.
I took myself out to lunch at a restaurant that I haven't been to since I lived outside of Philly. I ordered my favorite thing without looking that the price. (Tom, I forgot to tell you that... Surprise.)
Then I went to a beautiful spa where I finally redeemed the gift card I got for Mother's Day. I got a massage and a mini-manicure and I drank water with a strawberry floating in it. They put me in this puffy, oversized robe...
...and gave me a magazine that made me realize how ridiculous the current fashion is.
I took these appalling pictures to prove it.
If this is how everyone starts dressing and cutting their hair, I am seriously not going out anymore. Except the first one, that one's kinda cute. Anyways... Day 25 was a much needed time to relax (and cry) while some lady rubbed my back.
Day 26, focus is back to others. I attached a note and a $5 Starbucks gift card to a helium balloon in hopes that it reaches a stranger who needs cheering. As it turns out, one gift card is just heavy enough to perfectly weigh down a balloon. It is rarely a good idea to get my husband involved in a project like this. He insisted I get ten helium balloons, and reinforce the hole where I tied the strings, and that maybe we should strategically release the balloons in an open field with the least obstacles and lowest chances of landing in a body of water. He also wanted to follow the balloons in our van for as long as we could. I think he was living out he fantasy of being a storm chaser. I just wanted to let the stinkin' thing go in the parking lot. Regardless of our strategizing, it is way more likely that it will become entangled in one of the thousands of tree limbs or power lines that it will pass than actually deflate at just the right time to float down into the hands of a coffee lover... that being said, Day 26 is actually a Random Act of Environmental Negligence. Still, I thought it worth the risk.
After all the pain and heartache of the failed adoption placement, I think it was good to symbolically let go of something hoping that it finds it's way into the hands of another.