Why I hate self-care, except I don’t really

Watching TV on my iPad because that big TV in front of the bed isn’t plugged in.
So convenient we might just leave it like this.
Looks better without the cabinet doors.

I hate the phrase, “self care,” but I do love self care.

If you’ve talked to me in the last six months or so, you probably know that Nick and I are renovating the kitchen and refacing the fireplace. We’re not talented enough to do this ourselves, so we did the logical thing and spent months interviewing contractors and getting on waiting lists.

One Monday, the chosen contractor called and said, “I can start tomorrow.”


Of course we were at work and starting tomorrow means clear everything out of your kitchen tonight. I didn’t think it would be that hard until I started doing it. Do you know how much stuff you can shove in those cabinets?

So everything from the kitchen, dining, and living room had to get moved upstairs. Believe me when I tell you there is stuff shoved in every possible spot. The alcohol is on the counter above the toilet in one bathroom. The other bathroom (yeah, we’re ridiculously fortunate to have three bathrooms in our house) has become a storage room/makeshift kitchen. The bathtub is storage. The coffeemaker sits on the counter. I even have wine glasses on my nightstand for lack of a safer (or more convenient?) place to keep them.

Can I just tell you that the clutter is stressful. Here you go. Here’s proof. 

We’re now three weeks into having stuff piled up all around us upstairs and the downstairs torn apart. I went into this knowing it would be stressful.

Now the reason I hate the term “self care.” To me, it conjures up images of well-to-do women spending the whole day at a spa. Now there’s nothing wrong with that. I just think there are plenty of women with neither the time nor cash to run off to the spa when life gets uncomfortable. Heck, spending two hours and $5 to rent a movie on Amazon Now isn’t accessible to many people.

So I am grateful that we have the time and the funds to show ourselves a little grace while we give ourselves the kitchen of (condo-living) dreams. I’m thankful to Whole Foods, which has a hot bar of delicious, healthy foods to choose from. I’m thankful to Comcast and their Stream TV app, so I can watch the Seahawks and This Is Now on my iPad. I’m also appreciative of the Goodwill, which happily took five bags and a box of donations from us this weekend when we just couldn’t take the clutter any longer.

Published by Candace

I’m a journalist, nutritionist, doting auntie, one-time bobsledder, and wannabe health nut (who loves chocolate and pizza too much to fully commit). I don't want you to think my life is perfect. It's not.

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