I am having a serious case of denial/dread about all the work and chaos that will inevitably come crashing down after 5 days of being off. I so needed the break that Thanksgiving offered, and I’m now feeling very spoiled about the whole thing and wanting about 5 more YEARS off. It doesn’t help that I’m planning Sweet Girl’s birthday party this week so soon after hosting Thanksgiving, and the best course of action might just be to go pull the covers over my head and not come out again until Christmas.
I will say that one of the things that is currently helping me feel like I can manage what the next weeks will bring is the fact that I’ve started running again (this after a nasty case of shin splints followed up by some plantar fasciitis, for those of you just joining us). Oh, the irony that expending more energy somehow yields higher energy levels. Go figure. Anyways, I decided last week was as good a time as any to hit the pavement again, and I’ve not regretted it for a moment. I had to run in the rain tonight, but given that I’ve run in sleet, snow, and freezing rain previously, a few drops of regular old rain seemed like no big deal. And I figure that if the next weeks are as intense as I imagine they’ll be, I’ll need the outlet even more.
On a totally different note (yes, I am the master of random and sometimes painful transitions and segues), I just peeled off one of those pore cleansing strips, and MAN, there is nothing more cathartic than that feeling of stripping off a layer of skin and seeing the junk that was clogging your pores mere moments ago. Gross, for sure, but very satisfying. Surely I’m not the only person who feels this way?
Anyways, it’s time to go hide under the covers, plug my ears, and say “lalalalalala” until morning. Happy Monday, y’all.
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