One Day At A Time


I bought a mug today at Target. 

It says “One Day at a Time”

This is very uncharacteristic of me.

Those who know me know that I’m not a Target kinda girl. Or Macy’s. Or Walmart. Or Costco.

Any big stores that have aisles and aisles of stuff. 6 kinds of oats. 10 types of toothpaste. 

It’s not my scene. 

I hate going to Target. This was my second trip in the last 2 years. 

But that’s not it. Buying a coffee mug on a whim is also not my thing.

My Coffee Mug shopping is planned to the T. 

Crate and Barrel or Anthropologie. I know exactly where it’s kept. I’m in and out in 5 mins.

Not today though. 

Today we needed 3 things from Target but we bought maybe 20.

The mug included. 

But the mug called to me. It was as if it was a sign from my Goddess. 

“One Day At a Time”

I needed that reminder today. 

Today has been not a very good day at all (also a children’s book I saw at Target, I was tempted to buy it but was immediately pulled into the Lego aisle by my kids)

About today. What can I tell you about today?

I cut out gluten and sugar from my diet 48 hrs before. And it’s like my body realised it today and went on strike. 

I wanted to nap at 11 am. 

I wanted to cry at 12 noon.

I did both.

Why? I asked my body and my brain?

They both shrugged and said “It’s just is”

So I napped a bit more and I cried a lot more. Not knowing why I was doing either. 

Then I blow dried my hair and drove to Target. 

The first thing I saw was that mug. 

I wanted to sit in the aisle and hold and cry some more.

But instead I put it in my cart. 

I’m yawning as I write this which means I’m ready for another nap. Who knows if the tears are going to come after or before or not at all.

What I do know is that after my nap, I’m going to hand wash the mug, make a rooibos tea and drink it on my deck while reading the book, Animal.

Then, we’ll do just as the mug says. Take it One Day At A Time.

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