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Sometimes I Feel Guilty. Sometimes I Don't.



Sometimes I feel guilty for sleeping in on the weekends. Sometimes I don't. 
And why should I? Why brag about being up at 5 am even on the weekends rather than slowing down for a change, for not just hitting the ground running at full speed?
Sometimes I feel guilty for that extra glass of wine. Sometimes I don't.
Really no explanation needed here. Yes, I know the plethora of articles existing about wine and women. One article says it's good for the heart, another says no, and another says I'll get breast cancer. At some point you have to live and enjoy. And I enjoy a glass of wine.
Sometimes I feel guilty for not having a spotless home. Sometimes I don't. 
No, I don't want to live in a pig's sty, nor do I. Yes, I'd love my home to look like one from a magazine, but in reality, sometimes it's more important to focus on something for myself, like reading or even watching a tv show. 
Sometimes I feel guilty for not wanting to blog or engage in social media. Sometimes I don't.
I truly believe we should all log off, totally disconnect more often. Let's try actually living rather than writing or reading about it.  
It's so easy to put so many unnecessary pressures on ourselves, thus adding in unnecessary guilt. Sometimes we just need to cut ourselves some slack. Plain and simple.

What are some of your "Sometimes?" Do you allow yourself let go of unnecessary guilt?

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  1. Indeed! And I'm working on that! Well, I've got the wine covered lol

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