I am learning that I don't always handle stress well. I thought I was okay. Then work turned into a chaotic mess. And when it got even more busy and dramatic, I just powered though. But as a result, I fell asleep at 7 pm every workday the last couple of weeks, which is when I got home last night after an hour of traffic.
It was pitch dark when I got home. I couldn't find my keys, so rang the bell. Which everyone ignored, so I eventually found my keys and opened the door. I stuffed a piece of banana bread in my mouth then went upstairs.
I streamed reruns of West Wing, which always soothes me. Then fell asleep. It's now 2 am and I am wide awake. I miss Chewbacca. His loss, and Frodo's a couple of years back, is really impacting my mental health and ability to deal.
Yet I know, I just can't just sleep my stress away. My puppies, Merry and Pippen, are arriving in a month and I know that will help but until then, what should I do? I have to clear my mind.
My plan is to decompress. Take a walk when I get home tonight, breathe, light a candle, say a little mantra that I can't control it all, and then write. Write. And write some more.
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