I always have big plans for a four day weekend and always the plan derails and I end up doing something completely different.
Like being sick.
I hate being sick. I love my busy crazy hectic life where I begin my day at 6am and don’t stop til 11pm.
I also despise not being able to talk. Or sing with the radio. Or properly scold my children.
I have spent the last three days doing as close to nothing as possible. Yes, I worked 4hrs on Sunday. Yes I did a couple loads of laundry. Yes my children were bathed and taken care of.
But I also did a lot of napping and reading and Facebook scrolling.
I noticed my voice is slowly coming back, so theres light at the end of the tunnel.
I happened upon a breathing and meditation exercise on Facebook and participated. Meditation tends to bore me. My mind is too active to clear it. But this lady found a way to make me clear it for a few minutes and I’m grateful for happening upon the group. Hopefully future sessions prove as productive. Because now I’m itching to get back into the swing of things, to get back to my active life, and I’m pretty sure the 20 minutes I spent concentrating on my breathing and mind helped tremendously.
Illness always inspires me to be healthier, too. I have engaged in healthier activities since I’ve gotten older – more water, less junk, more exercise, etc. But when I’m sick I give into every craving my body requests because I also know that the body knows what it needs. Now I feel like I’ve eaten enough calories to sustain a large group of healthy teens. Which is not healthy for my 30+ year old body. So in order to undo the damage I’ll need to be a little more strict than normal.
I’m hoping that this anxiousness to return to my life and healthy habits is a sign that my illness is over.
I have rather enjoyed the relaxation though. I finished Mr. Kings book yesterday evening and have made it halfway through a book by another favorite author, Mr. Koontz. 77 Shadow Street is a mind bender and I’m rather enjoying the demented tale.
I’m looking forward to my early morning routine tomorrow. Hopefully I’m able to get back to participating in life.