On the commute this morning a few thoughts went through my head.
Why does it feel like one day of work after break erased all the rest and rejuvenation from the winter break?
Yesterday felt like 4 days smashed into one. I travel from building to building and even asked someone a question where I let it slip I thought it was later in the week.
These transitions are not easy for me. I struggle with the weather right now because there is no snow on the ground. I struggle with the abrupt change in schedule from the writing life to the coaching life.
The day even started well:
I had a great morning complete with my coffee ritual.
I wrote even though the words were not flowing easily.
My shower was hot.
I even put on makeup which is not an every day thing.
I picked an outfit I am comfortable in.
I still felt off.
I am exhausted.
Again I think: I’m uncertain how one day of work can unravel 2 weeks of rest.
I know logically this doesn’t make sense and I shouldn’t feel this way.
But I can feel the tears pushing at the backs of my eye and I’m not an emotional person on the drive in.
Yesterday the most energizing part of my day was my creative group ZOOM call.
Tomorrow I will restart again and hope it gets better as the week goes on. Otherwise, just send positive thoughts my way!