Priorities

I have holes in my gym shoes.

I have two beautiful children.

I have a wonderful life mate.

I have a beautiful home.

I have closets full of shoes, some never worn.

I have new clothes with the tags still on them.

I have handbags I have carried once.

I am grateful for them all.

I have holes in my gym shoes.

So why do I have holes in my gym shoes?

Good question.

Am I being cheap, lazy, indecisive?

Is it an unconscious middle finger to self care?

I don’t know.

All of those things?

None of those things?

Some of those things?

Priorities.  Reevaluate every so often.