This is really the state I’m in, when I come home. I’ve been so busy at work, but I’ve also got some freelance assignments that take up a lot of time. Then there’s volunteerwork that never stops. Then there’s, what it’s called, oh yeah, life, that just goes on and on.
I need a break. There’s one coming up very soon, and I desperately need it. Now!
I try to look at it positively though. Being grateful for all the amazing opportunities, all the people I meet, all the things I get to do. I try to remind myself that everything in life is a choice (you know, it’s a way of making must-do’s more fun) but sometimes I really feel like life is living me, instead of me living life. And really, everything is great in its own right. But once it’s all just too much, it’s hard to look forward to even the fun things. Sometimes I’d just like to scream ‘NO NO NO, not now, not tomorrow, I’ll let you know when, now leave me alone!’. Of course I don’t do that. Because I like doing all those things and I hate to let people down. And I hate to let opportunities slip away. That sort of thing.
But yeah, then you get sleep deprivation and that is tiring.
Don’t worry. A week on Ibiza (on? in? at?) with the girls will do me good, I’m just sure of that. It’ll give me time to recharge my batteries. I’m looking forward to it! Oh and I’m away for the weekend as well. (See, my brain was so busy thinking of other things that I totally forgot about that.) Here’s to holidays!