When I am feeling particularly low energy, I rest.
I am fortunate to be able to make my own schedule, so I can determine if I want to push myself or wait. This weekend, I have spent a lot of time resting. I am in the midst of a brutally bad period — what normally takes 5 days is happening in two.
BFD is at training camp for 11 days. We missed seeing each other yesterday — I skipped training because of pain, he came back unexpectedly to see me there, we miscommunicated about our intentions. C’est la vie.
This is going to be a busy week — lots of work, potential travel, lots of stress and drama, big presentation ahead. I have a full pantry, an emptying bank account, and no wheels. La plus ca change . . .
It will be an interesting week.