I’m kinda burnt out. Maybe a little. Maybe a lot. I’m not sure. We’ve had a lot going on family wise (new schools, job changes, house building) and I think it’s all finally hit me. This year has definitely not been an easy one, even though it’s been a piece of cake compared to 2009.
My friend Joseph shared an article last night on Facebook from Inc. which struck a nerve/opened my eyes a bit: How To Tell When You Need A Mental Health Day.
Pretty strong stuff there, all pointing to the fact I need a mental health day. I’ll go through the list.
1. Not sleeping. Check. I am not sleeping well at all. Instead, my brain is like a hamster on a wheel. Constantly running. Too bad no one has invented the insomnia dance. I’m pretty sure it would look something like “roll to the left, roll to the right, now flip on your stomach, and squeeze your eyes shut with all your might!”
Sleep deprivation also makes me write insane things like that.
2. Weekends are not cutting it. Period. I don’t feel as if I have any rest or down time and it’s always go, go, go.
3. I am not as nice as I normally am. When my 14 year old son asks me if I’m PMS’ing, that’s a sure sign I’m in need of stress relief.
4. Apathy. Oh apathy, how do I not love thee, let me count the ways. Currently, it’s my middle name.
I think I’m really operating on overload syndrome — there’s so much going on in my head I’ve not compartmentalized that I have lost focus and I’m overwhelmed.
So today, I’m writing — a good thing — and have everything set up in blocks of time. It’s time to get back to my routine. I thrive when I have a schedule. I’m not so “brwhew.” It’s not possible to spell the noise in my head, so you get a close approximation.
Later this week, I’m scheduling a mental health day. Where I’ll not answer the phone, have lunch at the deli — just me and my book — and take time to see the world through my camera lens. Not to worry, copious amounts of coffee will be consumed and I’ll be refreshed.