Fast & Slow

What a difference a day makes: yesterday I arrived at work, buried myself in a pile of work - mostly golf related, and before I knew it, it was the end of the day. Today? That's a different story. I have work to do. And I have other work to do, on top of the work I have to do, but I haven't been able to concentrate. The office has been very quiet today - I find background noise helps me concentrate. Really there is no reason, but today is dragging its heels.

At least tomorrow is Wednesday. But I wish it was Friday. I have a feeling this week is going to be a long, boring one. But, I know I will be wishing otherwise in a couple of weeks time, with the golf tournament just around the corner, and no doubt, lots of last minute running around. But compared to the gala, it's a cakewalk.

Laziness? Burnt Out? Or Just Getting Older?

Lately I haven't been doing a lot. I've been skipping Curves and dance classes. My apartment is a bona fide pigsty. I haven't been preparing meals. I've been avoiding my volunteer work, which basically includes our local alumnae chapter newsletter, and the overall organization alumnae association manual. I haven't been sleeping well, because I haven't been exercising as much, because I've been too tired after work, because I haven't been sleeping well...

So, I am beginning to wonder: I have just been to damn busy? Did the gala burn me out more than I care to admit or know? Have I suddenly become lazy? Or is it just that I'm getting older and don't quite have the energy to juggle a billion things anymore?

I don't know what the answer is - I did get a lot done over Spring Break, but now I seem to be back in a funk. Of course, I haven't had many weekends at home, which is a big time for getting stuff done. I was in Mission last weekend for a women's retreat, and am leaving tomorrow for Las Vegas, and won't be back till Sunday evening. And then... there's nothing on my calendar. And maybe that's a good thing. Sure, there's the odd party here and there. But that's it. I am not going away again until July, and by that time work will be at a standstill.

All I know is I have to get my butt back to dance class and curves next week. Tackle the messiness that is my apartment. And start making meals again. And then my world will be at peace and balance.