23 May me in last place
When I get into my high energy, super-charged, creative brainstorming modes it’s almost as if nothing can stop me. I feel energized and excited, motivated and inspired. But I’m realizing more and more that during the times when I am most productive and prolific, I am actually exhausting myself. I’m pulled in a million directions and I carry too much all at once. I don’t realize it at the time but I fatigue sometimes and now I know why.
Don’t get me wrong, I’ll take the super-charged version of myself over the lethargic, unmotivated me any day of the week, but the exhaustion hits me like a ton of bricks. Especially late at night when I am trying to squeeze in a blog post, for example.
I’m learning that this is what happens when I put off myself until the end of the day. I’m too tired to enjoy it. Waiting to do something for myself (like write a post here, read a book, get crafty, etc) means I’m usually far too tired to do it at all. Putting myself off really means that I am putting myself last (literally and figuratively).
I’ve been doing a lot of thinking about that lately. About not giving myself space to exhale, to rest, to muse, to play, to dream until it gets too late and I’m just too tired. I’m going to publish this post at the exact time I finish it so you can see what I mean.
I know I’m not alone here. If you’re like me, this sounds familiar. I don’t know about you, but I am getting so ready to make some changes around here. What about you? You in?