First day back at work after a week’s vacation, and something snapped. I ate everything in sight. Sesame sticks, cookies, chocolate, bread, and I grazed. The regular eating plan went completely out the window.
A part of me simply sat back and watched, occasionally commenting with ideas like “you really don’t want that, do you?” and “you’re way too full to eat that, aren’t you?”
This all followed a rather good weekend. So, what snapped? I’ve been thinking about it, and it seems that it has something to do with getting back to real life after vacation.
Last week was spent alone. No Alzheimer’s mom to take care of, no work. Just the dog, the cats, and me. FREEDOM, for the first time in three years. As the week progressed, my habits cleaned up. Being relaxed, and myself, was the key.
And now, the Alzheimer’s mom is back, work is running at full tilt, and I’m realizing how off-balance I’ve been living.
So. There it sits. What am I going to do about it? Carve out more time for myself. Get more help for Mom, decrease the amount of time I spend at work. You’ve heard me say this before, but here’s what’s different:
For the first time in my life, I now know what it feels like to be balanced. It’s not some far-off, out-there concept. It’s real, and it’s achievable. Just have some organizational work to do.
Those half-written posts on various observations will have to wait a bit.