I haven’t been able to sleep in for YEARS. The last two weeks have been so intense that I slept in until 11 am and 10 am yesterday and today. What the heck?! It makes me think something is wrong…but then I remember all that I’ve done and experienced in the last two weeks, without much of a breather, and I realize that I just needed to rest.
It’s Saturday today. I’m tempted to work ahead on both of my jobs, but instead I’m forcing myself to chill out, make a pot of soup, straighten up the apartment, and read. It’s so necessary. Right? (I’m still trying to convince myself!)