Sunset and snow photo, courtesy of my daughter. Just because it’s beautiful.
Sometimes it feels like there is a stern, sour-faced drill sergeant living in my head. This sergeant has a running list of things that I need to accomplish every day. I never seem to make it to the end of that list, even on days when I get a lot done. Possibly his list is bordering on the infinite.
It would be nice to figure out a way to help my drill sergeant relax. To pull up a chair and sit with him and ask why he keeps pressuring me to do more and more, and also why it seems like I never do enough. I’d like him to understand that these are strangely challenging times that possibly require more rest and microwave popcorn than usual.
I was thinking about this earlier this week, because it was raining and I had subbed at the little school up the road. It wasn’t a difficult sub day. It was actually a great day! So my inner drill sergeant was telling me that I should go outside and exercise, that the day was young, that there was lots of time left to do important things. (“You say you want to run, remember? So go on now! Run!”)
But I was tired. I was tired because of the rain and because it was Valentine’s Day and that can be a stinky holiday when you are home by yourself (even though home is one of my favorite places, and I did get an invitation to play bingo up at the community center with friends, so theoretically I didn’t have to be alone).
