Help Me Help Myself and Maybe Help You, Too

Hi there! I am once again in a mental position where I am trying to renovate my physical habits (and some mental ones, too), with the ever-necessary goal of getting to a good place of self care. Writing this book is going to be very hard on my mind, so I need to be very good to my body. And I’m out of practice. Quite out of practice. ::sheepish grin::

SO, I am using the Internets and Friends to get back on track. See below, which I also posted on Facebook. Hope to see some of you there!!

Sooooooooo….. any of you out there have a complicated, come-and-go relationship with your own self-care, like I do? Show of hands, please? Ah, yes, you are my brethren. (Sisthren?)

I’ve decided it’s time to take a stab and renovating my habits once again, and have joined HealthMonth.com, a site I like and enjoy for the way it makes a community game and support group of reaching personal baby-step goals. Like daily little teeny things, that you get to choose, be it not having white bread or making sure you meditate. Because I need help and support and some friendly faces around, I HAVE SPONSORED FIVE SPOTS IN MY HEALTHMONTH TEAM FOR FEBRUARY.

So. The first five of you who join my team — called, fittingly I think, The Forever Optimists — will be able to join and partake in all the features for free. Here’s The Forever Optimists’ mission: “The goal is to cheer ourselves on to better self-care — and to remember that every day is a new chance to get it right. Or right-ish.”

So, join me! And if you miss out on a spot, it’s only $5 a month, or you can join with limited features for free!!

Here’s the fancy code to use for the free Optimists membership!!  http://www.healthmonth.com/teams/join/2882/mubYUsP5YB

 

About stacy

I am a writer, author, mother, former magazine editor (last at Redbook), optimist, and, above all, a searcher. I'm still searching for whom I'm really meant to be, after a series of very jarring losses: a divorce and house disaster that led to a book (Falling Apart In One Piece); a week after the book came out, my parents suddenly fell gravely ill, I resigned from my job (and, apparently, my career), my son went into crisis, my parents then rapidly died four weeks apart, and my boyfriend (who had moved in with me and my son just weeks before the book came out) began the painful journey of realizing we couldn't make our relationship work (that story unfolded on this blog). Since then I've been trying to figure out what's next. Or, in other words, how to fill in the blanks.
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