There’s a point you reach when your body tells you to slow down, to relax, to unwind a little.
It’s wise to listen to it.
I ignored the signs to take time out and ploughed on to the point of complete and utter exhaustion. Foolish really, but we live and learn. This isn’t a mistake anyone would make twice.
One of the benefits of reaching the point where you are barely functioning is that your body forces you to relax by making complex thought impossible. You have to slow down as a result. It’s completely impossible to function at the level you did before.
And time off is good. I’m feeling the benefits and recuperating slowly. I’ll pick the pieces back up when I’ve got the energy to do so, but I’m getting there. Penning a blog post is progress. Things are on the up.
Incredible the people you and your children meet as a result of blogging. People who scoop you up and envelope you in warmth just when you need it most.
And, as it turns out, giving yourself permission to relax seems to be half the battle. Once you’ve made that decision you take the pressure off, life starts to become a little easier.
There’s a lesson in all this, of course. It relates to work-life balance. I’d be wise to learn from it.