I'm baaaaaack. As I wrapped my sprained ankle last week, it dawned on me just how badly I'd lost my balance since last October. For those who don't know me, that coincides with the time I got my new job, (which I really do love). What I don't love is the fact that it took all of me and I let it. Now, I'm trying to think of it as an investment because next year will be better. Also, I'm trying not to be bitter about the fact that I earned eleven weeks of comp time that I'll never actually get. So, note to self: whistle blows at 4 p.m. GO HOME. And write.
As it sinks in that summer has arrived, I can feel my mind defrosting and my shoulders relaxing. I'm able to finish whole sentences and recognize the fact that I was nearing complete collapse. I don't think that will happen again. Since I so completely checked out of reality though, it's going to take some time to ease back into my life. So that's what I'm trying to do, take it easy ... one thing at a time. Well, that, and oraganize everything.