Yesterday I was exhausted. Not from a hangover, exactly, though the party was definitely one to remember even without all the cake-making hijinks that preceded it. Even after I fixed the cake's severe balance issues, problems with the white icing on a cartoon character's face led to totally unintended, highly-suggestive images that were thankfully iced out.
No, I was feeling a little drained. Okay, a lot drained. Since January, instead of the usual "whew, holidays are over and I can relax" feeling I've come to expect, instead it was more of a "go-go-go-hah-what-made-you-think-your-time-was-yours" kinda thing, with no stop in sight.
It's partly my own fault. I said yes to ALL THE THINGS and didn't stop to take a breath. I was not kind to myself. Yes, I had a blast with all the commitments and parties and social events, but I didn't give myself much time to recover.
Which made me a crabby, unproductive little girl.
Realizing this was the best thing that happened to me this week. So I resolved to take measures that would calm things down a bit. It's a work in progress, but I'm already feeling better than I was. Sleep, and self-care in general, is such a vital thing, but it can be so easy to forget that truth. Especially if like me, you have a day job in addition to writing goals and/or responsibilities.
Sooo. That was my week. How was yours?