This past weekend I realized I was pooped. Really tired. Wiped out.
Years ago when I was working hard to support my three kids, I would have a "veg" weekend about every six months. Stay in pajamas, watch movies, doze, read, then nap, and have my kids do the cooking and me have no responsibility. It felt great, and they felt grown up as they bustled around fixing meals and trying to be quiet when I was sleeping (again).
When I became aware of how tired I felt this past weekend, I decided to have a "veg" day. My Sunday was that day. Not getting dressed or shower till I felt like it later in the day. Not doing things in case others came by, and answering the phone call invitations with "no thanks, I am spending time with me and my cat today".
Of course my cat Lola loved it. I brushed her long hair in the morning and throughout the day when she would curl up on the love seat next to me with her head on my ankle or my leg. I watched a variety of older movies on Netflix and listened to some music and slept a little.
This morning I checked my biorhythm. I am still bottomed out intellectually (duh) as well as emotionally and physically. No wonder I am so exhausted.
I am so glad I listened to my body telling me to take it easy for a day. I got a great sleep that night and woke refreshed and ready to join the world again. Still not a lot of energy, but that will increase as the days unfold this week.
Hope you all have an excellent week and have energy to spare to enjoy the coming weekend.
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