I have pamper-itis. This is the condition in which the child in me inflates out of control if given a day off from work and I spend enormous amounts of time pampering myself. Some days the condition is hardly noticeable and other days I guess you could describe me as spoiled child going from one pamper to the next and living in an exhilarating state I like to dream of as being charmingly pampered.
I am not sure how I got to be this way but I am ever so grateful to the mystery source that made it happen.
On my one day off this week, for example, it was like any other day except without anything planned and my condition, pamper-itis, slowly flared up and took over my day. You see, if I am kept busy at work, the pamper-itis symptoms are kept at bay. No problem. Give me a day without reins and it looks like this:
You know I need to sleep in as the first ‘pamper me’ hits but I managed to get up before noon so goody-goody point for me. So far so good, my condition is in control.
…piled so high you think that maybe it would be easier to go climb Mt. Everest but the reason it‘s listed as a ‘pampering me’ is–I rather like doing laundry so I am categorizing it as a pamper-itis symptom.
What a refreshing thought to think not only as the dirt gets washed out of my clothes with the final rinse cycle, but my life–so I like to think–gets cleaned up as I watch all my worries, and other life dirt go floating by as I hang my clothes out to dry. Yes, in the country we still use solar-powered clothes dryers.
The ultimate you-need-medical-attention for the seriously afflicted pampered person is shoe shopping…oh, and if you just went to the hair salon, call your doctor immediately!
(This pretty thing was on sale and I ask you, “Did you expect me to leave it behind on the store shelf?)
As I lounged around my imaginary dream backyard garden, with the in-ground swimming pool, I checked in with Word Press, ‘chilled’ with some blog friends and got so inspired with the customized themes that my pamper-itis flared beyond my control.
I took the plunge folks! Not only did I splurge on the customized WordPress fonts but I got a personal domain ownership with privacy as well, in order to ahem, lounge around my pool area scantily dressed. Hehe…
Of course, upgrading a blog site may not really be a pampering thing if you have invested a huge amount of time and effort, no? Maybe it’s like leasing verses owning a car, if all conditions are right, owning the car that you spend a lot of time driving may be the right way to go.
As I am drawing closer to my one year of blogging with WordPress–my anniversary is in September–I have come to enjoy all the time I spend here writing and visiting with blog friends that I thought, why not. Give myself an early blog present by upgrading this site.
I guess you can say pamper-itis for me is not so bad after all and I would ask for a remedy but, *sheepishly* I truly am loving being charmingly afflicted with pamper-itis.
Have you ever suffered from pamper-itis?