Where I try my hardest

My hubby is not only completely tech-incompetent, he also happens to be a therapist. Since it is 2017 and not 1880, he has finally accepted that he needs an online presence and his own site. Well…since he can barely turn on the TV, he asked me to set up his site. Apparently, I’m web savvy.

So, I thought I’d share my attempt with you. Keep in mind, I’m no web designer. Still if you’re interested in looking, here it the site as it stands now: https://johnltaylorpsychotherapist.wordpress.com

Ahem, not to shy away from some shameless self-promotion, he also does counselling through Skype.

On the importance of my inner child

I’ve done nothing all day. I didn’t go to the gym, I didn’t do any work, I didn’t even write. I just sat on my couch and watched episode after episode of CSI and Modern Family. I think my brain has shrunk about five inches but it was delicious.

My husband, the therapist, was confused until I told him I was ‘self-caring’ and ‘feeding my inner child’. Therapists consider everyone’s inner child sacrosanct and there’s nothing more important to them than self-care.

As soon as I said those words, his eyes widened and he rushed to prepare dinner–just in case my inner child was hungry. I did feel a little guilty when I saw him folding laundry but I got over it. I’m going to go read now.

Caring for my inner child is so important. 😀

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