As I walked in my house Monday night and was met by the stench of dishes I haven't gotten to yet (dishwasher?! What's that?), something I'd been thinking lately was reenforced.
I need to SLOW DOWN.
Now, those of you that know me personally know I thrive on staying busy. I'm good at it. I can fill my time like nobody's business. Especially when it comes to taking care of people I care about. (I'd like to think I'm good at taking care of them too, but they'd be a better judge of that.)
I really haven't had much down time since June 18th. This past weekend, I had a great time in Disneyland, followed up yesterday by an evening at the San Deigo County Fair. At no time since the 18th have I been to bed before midnight. And when Clydas gets me up at 5:30am every morning like clockwork, that makes for a very short night. (How I survived working 8 hours shifts on 4 hours of sleep a few years back in my "kareoke every night" phase, I'll never know.)
So I'm going to have to tweak my schedule a bit and make sure I'm making adquate time for working out, meditation, and resting.
It's amazing how easy it is to forget about taking care of ourselves sometimes!