All day the rain has been pouring down; it's good -- we need it -- but this weather really brings out the procrastinator in me. I thought at 8:00 this morning that I had all day to get things done. Now it's 5:30 in the evening, and I've done next to nothing. At the moment, I have no regrets; however, the case will probably be different in my early class tomorrow. Today was my first full day off in a week, and I was wiped out. What little motivation I had when I woke up was rinsed away by the rain.
I drifted off for about an hour after I decided to "lie down a minute" and woke up only because a friend called. I must have been completely out of it because the ringer on my phone completely disoriented me. Tempted as I was to go back to sleep, instead I got up and put a chicken breast on to cook, checked my email, got back to my friend, and now I'm writing. Usually on Sunday, I make myself a nice balanced dinner. Tonight's chicken has nothing on it but salt and pepper (although I am cooking it in coconut oil) and I'm not fixing any side dishes. I got some Campari tomatoes and can probably muster up the energy to slice a few of those.
One of the things I've discovered over the years of having a crazy schedule -- periods of extreme "busyness" countered with periods of very little to do -- is that burning out is always a problem. My typical MO, and I'm sure it's the same for many college teachers, is to go and go with the hope of holding it together until the end of the semester, then collapse and recoup until the next one starts. I was better at that when I was younger. Today, and other days this semester, I've needed a rest. In years past, I wouldn't have taken it. Now I will.
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