Well, it took me passing out in the bathroom floor in the middle of the night to finally give in to the idea that I just might be doing too much. We still don’t have complete solutions worked out, since none of the work around the house or at work cares that I am beyond exhausted. I’m working toward a more balanced place, though.
Here are some of my thoughts:
1. Limiting my working hours to a few hours a day so I don’t get so tired
2. Taking the summer “off” as much as possible
3. Calling in reinforcements when necessary
4. Figure out what “down time” means. Rushing to Pure Barre doesn’t count
5. The Bargaining stage of grief may be getting in the way of self care
6. Figure out what “enough” means. How do I know when I’m doing enough?
7. Say no to even more things than I already do!
Something has to change. I don’t ever want to wake up to Colin sounding so scared ever again.
Joyful Striving 