The last week or so I’ve been walking around in some kind of a daze. I have 3 deadlines (two of which were moved up by a good bit, but for good reasons). I’m editing, writing, preparing for 2 speaking engagements this weekend, blogging, mommy-ing, wifing. You know. Life.
Not complaining. Not trying to make it seem like I’m busier than you. I’m not. You’re busy, too. Everybody is. Right?
I do, however, feel like I need to wear a sign around my neck that reads “Sorry, out of order”. That’s kind of how I feel right now. I can edit, I can write, I can snuggle my kids and smooch my hubby (ooo, la la)…but anything outside of that? Yeah. Not happening right now.
That’s okay. That’s okay. That’s okay. (I’m repeating that to myself at this moment because I REALLY need to believe it).
Also, I’d really like it if you believed it of yourself, too.
So, in this busy time of Manic May (seriously…everything is scheduled in May), it’s okay to put up that “Out of Order” sign. It is. Take a little time to rest, chill, veg. Treat yourself to watching a little T.V. or reading a good book. Go for a walk and breathe in the Spring air, even if it means the laundry doesn’t get folded.
Take care of yourself. Take care of the people you love by relaxing a bit.
Oh. And if you see me around and I’m acting a little…ahem…out of it, don’t worry. I’m fine. And, as I’m raving wildly about commas and semi-colons, just smile and pat me on the arm. Then, hand me a cup of coffee and I’ll be all right.