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.