It isn’t even 8 pm this evening and the way I am feeling right now, I could very happily climb under the covers and fall asleep for the night.
It has been a busy couple of days AND I feel like I ought to be focused on “important” things. “Just one more task,” I tell myself. “Just one more action…”
I came home a bit ago and put on sweats and an old comfy hoodie and started to do some of the “important” things when I realized, “I don’t have to do anymore. I have stretched myself and if I want to climb into bed and read a novel for an hour and go to sleep, it doesn’t make me any less of a person.”
If I lie down with a novel and read, I am one who honors what I’ve gotten accomplished and will trust myself to wake up more refreshed and ready to take on tomorrow.
While this doesn’t sound heroic, the precedent I am setting for myself is, I believe, a good one.
I just flashed on myself in the hospital bed in ICU three months ago.
Did I find fault with myself then?
There is no need to find fault with myself now.
May your evening (or morning or afternoon) be blessed. May you give yourself to rest when you feel the desire and need to rest.