Inspiration Mondays: Not the End

I'm having a stressful, worrying time right now. I'm worried about failure, and about having to account for it. I've been an over-achiever all my life. The threat of not making the mark is hard for me to take.

I left work on Friday after working almost eleven hours straight and decided that I wouldn't log into my email on the weekend like I said I would to finish off a few things, because:

1. I knew it would not be "just a few things."
2. I knew that if I did, I would have no weekend left to speak of. And I need my weekends.

Instead, on Saturday, I went for a run, did some yoga, made some good food and watched a movie with the hubby while knitting away on a beautiful silk cowl. The movie was called "The Best Exotic Marigold Hotel," which was recommended by a friend who'd seen it a week earlier. And it was a lovely film: quite different from the weird shoot-em-up movies the hubby usually chooses (Cohen Brothers movies are hereby banned in my house, unless he doesn't tell me and sneaks one in).

And the line I remembered most was: "It will be alright in the end. And if it's not alright, it's not the end."

So, I woke up on Sunday morning after a very long sleep. I did a workout, knitted some more, took Rascal out for a walk, and made some ginger beef for dinner. I wore comfy clothes all day. I plucked my eyebrows. And, as I looked at myself in the mirror, I realized that, if I can lose 56 pounds in seven months, then I can do this.

It's not the end. Not by a long shot. I will not allow this week to descend into darkness.

Wish me luck.

Image from The Daily Corgi. Yes, there is such a site.