After about six week of complete madness, it was time for a break from the world. During the last few weeks I have helped put on a music festival, business expo, statewide professionals summit, charity breakfast and captained a women's tennis team. And let me say, don't underestimate the energy required to schedule 12 tennis matches around 14 women's lifestyles. Herding cats (and attitudes) is exhausting. My DVR was feeling beyond neglected and having to choose which shows to delete when it was full was like my very own Sophie's Choice.
After the last major event, I kept thinking that things would just magically get really slow and I could take a breath. I was wrong. Now I know that a lot of that is my own fault for over committing and having a hard time saying no when something extra fun pops up. It's hard to turn down a glass of wine with friends or bunko (aka drunko). I heart wine. Anyway, I digress. The point is, this past week I hit my wall. I was forgetting things, making mistakes and nearly had two major car accidents. Oh, and I did actually roll into a cute little guy at a red light because I was distracted reading a sign. Genius. Could have been a love connection had he not been 12.
So this weekend I committed to nothing, warned everyone not to even approach me on going out, and I made up with my DVR. Our relationship is back on track and we can record new shows again. Phew. Talk about a stress reliever. Don't worry "Nurse Jackie," you will be recorded!
I have to say, I feel rejuvenated and relaxed. I would encourage everyone to try and take a weekend off. Don't guilt yourself into chores or going somewhere. Sometimes it only even takes a day of removing yourself from the world, sometimes more. After a day and a half, I even did a little design work. ONLY because I wanted to. Cleaning, however, was off the table. Maybe this next week will go accident free. No whammies.
Now, please excuse me as I have a date with a magazine and the pool.
