A good day for laughing and dancing
Today I have languished most of the day in my twisted, crumb-filled (I got hungry) sheets, warding off a cold. Ok, “warding off” may be the wrong term. “Succumbing to” is probably more accurate. But although feeling rotten is a terrible way to do it, I have to say that a whole day in bed in a quiet house is pretty blissful. I would check work email for a little while and then think, “Hmm, it’s been about 20 minutes. I should probably nap again.” And then I’d take my third 2-hour nap of the day.
I think my body’s tired out. I think I’m probably doing too much. L and I had a long discussion last night about how to de-stress our lives a little bit and make sure we enjoy our kids and our life as a family more while they’re little. I struggle with conversations like that, because while I do want that, I also want other things in my life, too—things that are just for me. I have a hard time reconciling that feeling sometimes, and right now, when our schedules are crunched and tempers tend to flare more than usual, I find myself feeling guilty more often than not about spending energy on things other than my job and my family.
Really, though, what a problem to have—figuring out how to fit all the things you love into your life. I love my job, I love my family, I love my extra-curricular activities. So yeah, I’m tired. But how lucky am I to be tired because of too much good going on in my life? Pretty damn lucky, I’d say.
Speaking of which, just on a whim today I decided to go back and see what was happening on February 2 last year and the year before on this blog, and as it turns out, February 2nd is a good day for dancing and for laughing.
Seems I have a status quo to maintain. Better get going on some serious merriment.