I think it’s safe to say that nothing runs me down more, or is the best sign of it, than not having time to stop to read/learn, or write and/or reflect. This morning I’m rubbing my burning eyes after a pretty good run once again of just crazy busy days.
Last night once I finally was able to come to a stop, and have an opportunity to spend some alone time with my dad, I simply told him as a warning; I need a nap. I not only was asleep before 9, but I ended up sleeping till 7:30 this morning. It’s been a nice respite, but I feel so far behind in what I need.
With a birthday party today, Labor Day tomorrow, and a short week with flying out to the Pacific Northwest on Friday it’s not going to be a kind week. Maybe since I’m flying instead of driving on my trip next weekend I can find that time I desperately need.
Till then, I gotta run!