A Week Off

It’s been a crazy past two months at work. I’ve been committed to a new standard, and frankly, it’s been paying off. Work is getting done most days, and we’re talking over 90% of the time. I’m adding responsibilities to my docket. It’s overall been a good couple of months.

But now I’m tired. I’m realizing, now that I’m away, just how much I needed to get away and rest. Yesterday was my first day off. I didn’t mind plans falling through. I was honestly happy with no plans, ebbing and flowing through naps and spending my awake time watching storm chasers on YouTube. That indirect company was enough for me.

My hope for the next few days is that I do see a couple of people, as I still need that release. I also hope to do some things alone. Maybe I’ll find a baseball game or soccer match. Otherwise, I’m sure to find a coffee shop or a trail to lose myself in.

I’m also trying to build some good habits. I’ve been writing every day this week so far, focusing on doing it for myself first. If I publish later, that’s another matter. The point is to clear my mind first thing in the morning. I also want to end my days on a peaceful note. I caught myself lying on the couch in silence last night with my cat snuggled against my shoulder. I forget how I really enjoy silence sometimes. I also thought about how this would be a good time to do some reading, if even for just a half an hour. Anything to set a calm tone before I go to bed.

I also need to get back to cooking, even if it’s simple stuff. My meals have lately been quick fixes, things I can make in the air fryer or whatever. They’ve been good, and I’ve achieved the goal of eating, but I want to actually cook again, and I want to eat out as little as possible.

All in all, I think I’m just trying to recenter myself. Hopefully, I can keep this going when I’m back to the grind.