Comments on: Oh, Wait! I Need to Do That. https://makinmacon.com/oh-wait-i-need-to-do-that/?utm_source=rss&utm_medium=rss&utm_campaign=oh-wait-i-need-to-do-that Your Source of Encouragement in Chaos Fri, 27 Dec 2024 20:55:22 +0000 hourly 1 By: Susan https://makinmacon.com/oh-wait-i-need-to-do-that/#comment-40 Sat, 09 Sep 2023 23:41:28 +0000 https://makinmacon.com/?p=976#comment-40 In reply to Abby.

I LOVE it!! I have hidden some things myself. I’m so glad I am not alone in that.

]]> By: Susan https://makinmacon.com/oh-wait-i-need-to-do-that/#comment-35 Sat, 09 Sep 2023 23:37:04 +0000 https://makinmacon.com/?p=976#comment-35 In reply to Elaine.

It’s so true! Rest and good breakfast do wonders for the mind when getting ready to test.

]]> By: Elaine https://makinmacon.com/oh-wait-i-need-to-do-that/#comment-34 Thu, 07 Sep 2023 05:32:26 +0000 https://makinmacon.com/?p=976#comment-34 Great post! My Latin teacher in high school made a habit of telling her classes before each test that studies have shown students will score better on an exam with 8 hours of sleep and less study than they will from pulling an all-nighter. Little did my teacher realize she was instilling in me a critical life skill – taking time to take care of myself to improve my overall performance. I remind my church ladies of the need to get enough rest and some down time to do something fun and relaxing on a regular basis…and I refuse to “preach” what I can’t live. The difference in my productivity when I take care of myself more than makes up for the time I spend relaxing, and I figure in the long run it is lengthening my life because I am a nicer person to live with and less likely to drive my husband to homicide. 🙂

]]> By: Abby https://makinmacon.com/oh-wait-i-need-to-do-that/#comment-21 Mon, 31 Jul 2023 16:41:36 +0000 https://makinmacon.com/?p=976#comment-21 Love it! As a grandmother I can look back and think about what I did as a mom to help carve out “just a moment” for self care. It involved chocolate chip cookies!!!!! They were made by Pepperidge farm. They were large and tasted so good.
I stashed them away where no one could find them. I called them my “Mommy Cookies.”
I would take a moment to pray and read my Bible. I would sneak out my stash of cookies and make a cup of coffee (in my favorite mug) Then I would simply sit and enjoy for “just enough time” to feel refreshed and renewed.
Thanks for sharing! It brought back some warm memories!

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