I don't know why, but I love getting these little stress dots (and they are available all over the place).
I normally consider these little dots a joke. That they can't possibly work or that they work based on your skin temperature, but I'm a cold blooded creature (for a mammal). Normally my skin is the coldest in a room full of people, and I'm still wearing bulky hooded sweatshirts, wool socks, and cardigans.
Not today. Today my little stress dot (and the pilates class I took) have me remembering to breath deep, keep a limbic smile on my face, and remember to keep things in perspective.
While it has gotten to brown and even black today, it has been easy to think about things and take that little breathing space and go back to green. Always a good lesson to remember and one I have all too easy a time at forgetting.
Today is the farmer's market, a quick dinner (though of what, I do not know), and possibly furniture assembly. Not bad for a busy Thursday.