The stem on the apple

I eat an apple every night before bed.  An apple with some peanut butter on each slice….or perhaps I should say I eat some peanut butter and just use the apple as the conveyance to my mouth.  Recently I’ve had one of those ….am I crazy and not paying attention to the simple things…moment.  He has been buying apples from Price Chopper with the stems still attached.  I had foregotten that apples have stems and it took me back to my younger years when apples always had stems and we would twist them off using….he loves me, he loves me not, he loves me until the stem broke off.  I didn’t get married until I was 23 so you can imagine how many stems I twisted in my life!  

With the holidays approaching, I’m starting to feel anxiety about all the things I have to remember to do…not just for the holidays but seems my list for the next two months is very full…putting this into perspective, I can spend an entire week in my house with nothing important to do and I’m very content….so you can only imagine when my calendar fills up with two things a week for two months how stressed I am.  I decided to make a list.  I named it my anxiety list.  It’s hanging on the fridge and when I have accomplished something I cross it off.  I hate lists!  What happens if you forget to put something on the list and you rely solely on the list and then realize 2 months later you have foregotten something important?  Well, there you go….

Until next time…..

3 thoughts on “The stem on the apple

  1. I think we share a brain. A quirky one. 🙂

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  2. Self-compassion is the only solution. No, you won’t remember everything. Sometimes being human sucks. I hate the holidays, speaking for myself. It seems like I always mess something up. I just say to myself, “Welcome to the human race.”

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