It’s been a sickly September month in my household.
Runny noses & chesty coughs were comforted by whiffs of nourishing soup and loads of sleep-ins.
August’s heat has also taken its toil on our daughter’s battle with eczema (or atopic dermatitis).
Which means, a number of (expensive) trips to the doctor(s), followed by stuffing rounds of nourishing herbs into meal, soups & drinks, and return to organic, all-natural (and *sigh* non-discounted) creams & washes for our daughter.
And seeing all the blue notes disappear from my stash…
Dang it, I can’t afford to fall sick. My family cannot afford to fall sick.
It’s not just the doctor fees.
It’s also the consequent poor shopping choices i make.
Like for instance, just getting what i need in the shortest time possible. No energy to browse & compare – just buy.
Goal is to be in bed – not scouring through adverts for good picks.
I’ll get better, i know. I need to get better. Fast. Soon.
If not for anything else, I need to get better, so I can start saving up for Christmas shopping. It didn’t help when I spotted Christmas holly being put up in a shopping centre recently.
It’s going to be that crazy time of the year once more…
