Tired, Tired, Tired

Wow. I'm not a very good blogger. Three times and I almost called it quits. Well ... in my defense I have been out of town quite a bit the past few weeks. I made it to San Diego and drove from there up to San Juan Capistrano. A second trip a week later put me in Phoenix and then up to the Grand Canyon and Sedona. It was all so very beautiful and so very rushed as I was really traveling for work instead of pleasure. I just grabbed some pleasure as fast as I could.

We switched to daylight savings time this week-end so leaving work later than usual seemed no big deal. It didn't feel that late. I had a turkey burger with a couple of friends and got home a little after 7:00 pm. It was barely getting dark. When I got home I thought I'd exercise. After gliding on my glider for 30 minutes both feet started to go numb. How embarassing to be so out of shape that one's feet can't even glide half an hour. Afterward I sat down in my favorite chair, my computer chair, and checked the bus schedule for the 100th time in 6 months. Every week I promise to try to help save the earth and use public transit. I did ride it a few times in the fall and oh, how I bragged. But, its not that easy. To ride the bus you have to commit to a schedule and I really lack commitment to getting up earlier every morning.

Now at 9:30 after some diet pudding, I'm starting to feel really tired. It wouldn't be hard to crawl in to bed and sleep for days. Maybe part of what is making me feel so tired is that I am surrounded by things that need to be done. At work there is always plenty to do and at home I am neglecting way too much. Its so bad that I know we are getting a tax refund this year, but I just don't want to fill out the paperwork to file. And speaking of paper, shredding junk mail is costing me at least an extra hour per week. This is madness. Not only am I tired from too much to do, I'm tired from too much information. And then its my job to dispose of the information. Perhaps I shouldn't complain too much about this aggravation in my life since I work in a marketing department and we are also culprits who send out mass mailings. I'll just say, there should be some controls on us marketing people and our excuse that we are killing trees to keep the economy going.

I know the answer to part of my tiredness is accomplish a few jobs by breaking them down in to small tasks and just chipping away. The question is how small should I make the tasks and how many should I force myself to do. This week-end, do taxes. Get coats that have accumulated in back seat of car over the winter months and have them dry cleaned for next year. Take down snowman display since we finally had some snow last week. Dust, dust, dust. No - that's not a part of my plan. Its just an observation as I look around the room. Okay, dust something. That seems to be a good start for Saturday, and Sunday is a day of rest, supposedly. Well I plan to squeeze some rest out of Saturday too and sleep in. It might require cutting back on my tasks, but there is no sense overwhelming myself. It will just make me more tired.

Lovey