This has been a weird week, a lot of changes in my personal life potentially coming down the pike, uncertainty, being stuck in limbo, not knowing. My business has been a little slower partly because of summer, partly because people are getting better. Regardless, the past couple of months have been a roller coaster ride, work wise.
So here comes the anxiety. I can feel it creep up slowly. Then that turns into restlessness, boredom, fatigue and insomnia. Last night I couldn’t sleep and I was dumb enough to read a very disturbing political conversation on Facebook, on a topic that is particularly close to my heart. At midnight, here I am, in bed, reading on my phone. Getting emotional. It’s like the more stressed I am the more I obsess over insignificant things.
Then today bad news came in the form of the only certainty there is. But it wasn’t comforting. Death puts everything into perspective. An old coworker lost her son and a friend lost her 4 month baby girl. I think that’s where I kind of broke down…a little. Yes, you read it right. Broke. Down.
I’m sitting here trying to sort my thoughts and I just realized I’m exhausted. Emotionally, mentally and physically utterly exhausted. I was going to see clients on Sunday but opted to go to the lake instead with people who are good for my soul. Now all I have to do is get through one more day of work.
I feel stressed.
It happens to the best of us. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not complaining. It could be much much worse. Life happens. In fact, this is a reminder to all of you to take a good look at your life and ask yourself a very simple question “Do I need a break?”
Then go take one. Give yourself permission.
Stop what you are doing. Sit with yourself and say “I’m going to give myself permission to do absolutely nothing.”
That’s my piece. Now I’m off to take a looong bubble bath.