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Towards the end of the week...

It's Friday, and it feels like Friday, too...

I woke up feeling flat and unmotivated this morning. I said to Dave that I might skip this mornings walk and he gently suggested that maybe this morning I should stick with the shorter walk. I did. I'm glad I did because I now I know I've walked and I know that's something I've done today to promote well being for myself. I still feel flat.

The weeks are slowly counting down to the end of this course. After today there are only 6 weeks to go until it's all done. Only two more weeks at the Child Care Centre where I'll have done most of my placement. It'll be a struggle again to get in there today. Not because I hate the work, or because the people are unfriendly, just because I feel a bit like a fifth wheel. There's always plenty to do, but yes, I'm a student, not a paid worker and I feel like the centre is doing my a favour, not the other way around. I really hope employment feels differently.

I've decided the next two items I need to tackle with regard to promoting my own well being are getting enough sleep and drinking enough water.

That said, I have most definitely felt better this week, on the whole.

We have an extremely busy weekend ahead. MIL is coming over tomorrow for mother's day. She was going to come over last weekend, but on the day she felt tired, so tomorrow will be a nice catch up. Then on Sunday, my brother is coming over. I have to remember to call him tomorrow might and remind him of our tentative plans for Sunday. I'm going to do something I've never done before, and I'm excited about it - and a little apprehensive - but I'll tell you more about that after the weekend!

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