I have a post conference hang-over. No, this doesn’t involve alcohol, it involves a time change, 6 intense days of pure adrenalin, a red-eye fight that routed through Houston, and walking back into life with family. I wouldn’t change any of it, but I have to be kind to myself and not have too many expectations of hitting the ground running after a week away. There is a re-entry process, the unpacking, the laundry, the email, the snail mail, the banking, the organizing of my house and life after an absence. I try to do as much as I can when I first come through the front door, taking advantage of the huge amount of adrenalin still running through me, because when it finally shuts off, I am pretty worthless.
So that’s about where I am now. Running on about 3 cylinders, wicked headache from sleeping in too long this morning. I did manage to get all the banking done yesterday, unpack, update the bookkeeping, pack all the book orders that came in while I was gone, and get the extra interfacing cut and ready for shipping for the students that wanted it. I raced over to the post office yesterday afternoon, and was shocked to find it closed, and then my half functioning brain rose from the fog to remember that no one changed the clocks in my studio, and it was an hour later than I thought. Duh…
So I am probably going to blow off the rest of the day, after I post one additional blog, and dust the downstairs of my house, and then go to the movies with my daughter who is dying to see The Watchman, since they read it in her sophmore Honors English class. She loves the genre, and can’t wait to see the movie. I am really looking forward to my yoga class tonight.
So I am being kind to myself today, and am hoping that by tomorrow, I’ll be up to 4 cylinders, and ready to start into some of the projects lying on my desk, along with the Arctic Sky jacket and my sister’s website.