I have had to take a break. All the book stuff, work, family, outside drama, constant biking… all of it conspired to wear me flat-out. Everyone around me is getting sick so I thought I’d take some time off to relax and read.
Of course, for me relaxing and reading means I start a midnight quest to deep clean the house and then get up at 7am sharp to do more cleaning and then rush to work. The result is that I’m still exhausted but my brain, at least, is refreshed. Now I just need some sleep to sync the two back up and I’m back on it.
I have, however, been wondering exactly what it is I am going to be back to. Am I in a race or a marathon? I started out with the mindset that I was here for the long haul but somehow got it in my head that I have to sprint the whole way. If I keep doing that I’m going to suffer terminal burnout sooner than later.
So with that, please bear with me while I go to bed early to recharge. There are all sorts of things in the works but before I can face them again I need a good night’s sleep and a full two cups of coffee first thing tomorrow. Until then…
