Posted in Everyday on November 16, 2015|
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I’ve been trying to write this post all day and I don’t even have the energy to find words. Any words. On top of that WordPress pulled a boner on me (sorry for my harsh words WordPress, but you kind of did) and made the appearance of my writing screen different. I don’t want different! I’m too tired for different!
Oh, the exclamation points. I’m not agitated enough to use exclamation points. My fingers must have slipped.
The thing is, I just spent a very weird week of being awake for 24-36 hours at a time and then getting 10-11 hours of sleep. Today I had to get into my regular routine at the day job.
After a week away from the day job it was anything but regular or routine. My last few days will be the most busy, draining, and psychologically exhausting I have ever encountered. But that retirement light is shining brighter than ever, and the mess that’s left after my departure is no fault of mine. I’ve given it my best shot, passing of the torch that is, but the administration has mucked it up so badly that my efforts are of no consequence.
On top of all that I’ve got my personal life, the usual things that come with being middle-aged (or more) with parents, being a wife feeling like I’m not pulling my load at home, a sister and friend who feels I’m not giving enough.
Ugh, it’s all just, so…tiring. I’m trying to be at the top of my game, but feel like I’m performing at mediocrity.
Sleep. That’s what I need right now. Tomorrow I get another chance. But right now? Sleep.

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