Between the residual stress of wedding planning, the new stress of big life changes on the way, more than a week of hardly any sleep, and forgetting to take at least one dose a day of my medication and supplements every day for more than a week…I’m not doing so well.
I had to take another day off of work. I think I disappointed my boss by staying home but there really wasn’t much I could do. They weren’t going to give me enough hours to make it worth it and I would have been uncomfortable and useless the whole time, anyway.
So, I’m resting, and cleaning the house some more, and working on writing some small something if I can. I’m starting new drafts and finding a way to pick up where I left off. I’m choosing a new big project and reformatting my to-do lists now that I no longer have a wedding to plan. I have a life to plan now.