Despite my daily being organised and sans any majors scheduling disasters (except this past Monday. Let’s not even go there!) I still feel rather lost in terms of time and decision making. I have no idea when the day end meets the beginning of the next day. A queen of all nighters throughout my 2 decades of corporate career and the preceding student life, I have finally met someone new. Exhaustion.
It’s perhaps human nature to fixate on a “cause” at a time and turn myopic sometimes? Like I am forever focused on my relactating mamas and the twin mamas (not to forget, the recently delivered mamas with the support days) that my long term time spacial calculations are totally out the window.
Like I was just throwing out decisions for the next few years and my husband was looking at me as if I had grown antlers.
He couldn’t say a word, he was so baffled at my failing elementary level arithmetic.
Until he did.
Just to let me know that my calculation of events (prospective or otherwise) may be a leeeeettle out. They were crazy out. Like miscalculated by a good few years kinda out. He’s just a kind man. Sometimes. When he’s not annoying the life out of me.
Or when he can see that I’m exhausted to the floor and messing up sentence construction and arithmetic.
Hugging the little, helps. She’s my energizer bunny. Instant boost.
But do you ever feel as exhausted?
