from all that is glorious and scrappy,
I'm finally feeling better, more myself again.
Stress is a powerful thing, isn't it?
It seeps into the body and the mind over time,
and then THUNK,
it knocks you down.
Dizziness, nausea, headaches --
without meaning to, I was doing all of that to myself
by taking on too much,
trying to balance too many things,
and literally losing my own balance in the process.
Although there are still ELEVEN major items
on this weekend's "to do" list,
last night I decided that enough was enough.
Z was at a sleepover,
Rob was sleeping off an insane week of 20-hour workdays,
and the house was still and quiet.
I suppose I could have just plowed through that list,
but I just couldn't.
I love my job, I love what I do,
but I do too much sometimes, in too short a period of time.
Lately it's been taking a toll on my mind and my body.
I need to recharge.
So, last night,
even thought it's Lent (and it was a Friday during Lent at that),
it was time for me to find my way out of the desert
and into a fresh and springy world.
And can I just say,
it felt SO good to escape.
Ultimately, I need to really and truly embrace the fact
that in order to be my best self for others,
I need to step away sometimes.
I know this in theory, but in practice,
it doesn't always work out that way.
The ticking clock often has a stronger pull
than any desire I may have for self-preservation.
Time to hit snooze and wake up according to my own clock.