At my great niece’s birthday party, I was talking to my niece who was talking about the benefits of coloring books. Coloring books. I remember them. I actually have a few pages my sisters colored with me while I was hospitalized when I was 10.

But seriously, coloring books to help relieve stress?

In the weeks, since I’ve seen more about coloring books and how it rivals mediation to relieve stress.

Hmmm, I’ve been stressed lately, so I thought I’d give it a try. Taking along my self-appointed wallet-watcher (aka hubby) I entered the halls of temptation (aka Michaels) in search of said coloring books. After much drooling, um, searching I found three to bring home.

Then the whole flood thing happened so I thought I’d give it a try. I got out my pens and started coloring.

Then I freaked out because I couldn’t color inside the lines so I got out my scrapbooking markers and decided I didn’t need to color in the lines. So after several hours, this is what I have. Yes, I ripped the page because I was frustrated.

I don’t know if it’s worked but it hasn’t hurt, so I’ll take that as a win.