Time Out

Time-outs are important, and I’m not talking about the ones for kids when they have done something wrong (that makes for another blog).  I’m talking about time out for Mom.

Do you ever feel like your wheels are spinning and you can’t slow down?  Like you are running on empty?  If you answered “no” to these two questions, please tell me, what’s your secret?  Hallucinogens?

The words “slow” or “slow down” are not in my vocabulary.  Between writing, errands, chores and entertaining my son, it seems I’m always doing things half as great as I could…or at least I think so.  Taking a break often seems like a waste of time.  And of course if I finally take a break, all I find myself doing is thinking about what I should be doing.

For the last few days, I’ve been taking a break.  No cleaning, no cooking, no thinking (well trying the latter at least), but not of my own accord.  I’ve been under the weather and on antibiotics along with make-me-drowsy, can’t-move medications for some sort of weather changing sinus pressure fun.

So here I am, lying in bed and typing, crawling in my skin, wanting to run around.  The drowsiness is wearing off, although not as quickly as I’d like it to.  But I’ve learned a lot, and how many times must I relearn this over and over again?

If you don’t find the time for a time-out, it will find you.