I think much of my anxiety of late comes from a lack of sleep. This morning, I woke at 5:30 and thought, crap, it feels like I haven’t slept at all. Despite having two cups of coffee, I can feel myself dragging already. Maybe I can just blame the rainy weather. I didn’t sleep well over the weekend, either, even though I slept in until 9 on Saturday. At a party that afternoon, someone told me I looked peaked.
I am one of those people who really does need a full 8-hours of sleep every night. I can survive on 7, but it catches up with me. Less than that and I am a wreck. I don’t think it helped that I didn’t really exercise much last week, ceding that time to class prep, birthday present shopping and other stuff that seemed important at the time, but now I can’t even remember what it was.
I have a late day at work today as I’m participating in my students’ mock class this afternoon. But I am definitely going to work out this afternoon, even though I still need to fully plan out tomorrow’s class. Some of that might happen over lunch. And I can always add finishing touches this afternoon.
I think I’m also feeling the effects of my house falling into disarray. The kids and the hubby have kept the kitchen in good order, but my office–hoo-boy–there are piles of crap everyone. Also, really need to do some long term planning. People, aka, my family, are starting to ask what my summer plans are. I don’t know, people. It’s January, for God’s sake.
Right now, I’d love to be in a tropical locale with a gentle ocean breeze and a mai tai in hand.