Call it brain drain, mental exhaustion, or just a mind fart, but I hit a wall this weekend. I'm pooped. It's good every
now and then to take the afternoon off and I've done exactly that today. I've literally blocked off time to simply unwind
and veg on this beautiful Saturday afternoon.
I know it is healthy to allow your body, mind and soul a chance to rest.
So, why is it that I still feel guilty for not doing something "worthwhile?"
Looking back now, it looks as if I gave up blogging for Lent, since my absence mirrors the same timeframe. Unfortunately,
I can't make such a claim. I simply was so overwhelmed with Garrett's travelling basketball on weekends combined with packed
work days throughout the week, I just couldn't keep up; to top it all off, the frenzy is winding down with March
A part of me felt guilty for skimping on the blog, as if I wasn't being responsible or tending to my
obligations. Ironically, NOT writing the blog and taking time to spend with friends, family and non-virtual tasks was exactly
what I needed to be doing.
As I write this, I'm listening to my 9-year-old goofball announce his hallway game of
basketball - the "Big Bang Theory" characters versus the "Phineas and Ferbs." It sounds like Leonard Hoffstetter
just passed the ball to Penny, who fed it to Wolowitz for a layup...I hope they win.