The other night, the ladies had a sleepover at Grandma and Grandpa’s. Billy worked late so I had the house all to myself.
It was lovely.
There were moments of productivity and moments of simply spacing out.
The next morning, Billy asked me if I was bored the previous night. That was a serious question.
In case you are wondering, the answer I gave him was, No. The answer I provided in my head was, Are you joking? Of course, I wasn’t bored. It was great! It would have seemed rude to provide that answer, though.
I needed a night like that. I’ve been spending way too many early mornings with Powerpoint, working on training materials. I realized this week that my presentation was not going to be perfect (because perfection doesn’t exist), and I needed to let that idea go. Easier said than done.
Still, that night provided some much needed rejuvenation. I have been feeling a little unfocused lately. The ladies only have three weeks left of summer break. There are projects in my mind that I would like to do but can’t seem to get started.
I read through some old entries in my journal the other night, reminding myself of some truths. Truths about what I need to focus and feel awake. Lately, I have been filling too much of my time with escape- computer, reading, etc. While escape can be good, there is a point where it starts interfering with living. I think I am at that point.
I have been trying to give myself some grace around that, really looking at the reasons that I feel escape is necessary. And reminding myself that when I am doing those things that keep me awake, those can be just as refreshing as the escape.