Strangely Cheerful
After a lot of stress, the emotional snapback can be murder. The body, performing under great stress with grace and alacrity, takes its vengeance afterward. The snapback attacks the weak spots in health, and the urge to lie on the floor and stare on the ceiling for a great length of time returns. When the last of one’s strength is utterly plumbed, both physically and mentally, the road to recovery begins…with a complete and total frockin’ breakdown, often masquerading as the flu.
Body aches. The feeling as if one’s thinking through cotton. Dry mouth no matter how much water one drinks. Stuffy nose, and the persistent feeling of chill that accompanies a slight fever.
One needs to be gentle with oneself sometimes. This is one of those times. Time to turn the heat up, drink a lot of juice and mineral water, and moooove verrrrrry slowwwwwwly, stretching every twenty minutes or so. Going to bed early tonight. Very early. Will make teenager do dishes too, since I am a Mean Mum.
The kids like this sort of slow sleepy day, since I fix snacks all day instead of insisting on proper meals. And they also love it when I say, “Let’s take a day off/a day slow.” They work so hard learning all the time that it feels like a vacation when I put on DVD lecture on art theory. Little do they know they’re learning incognito. *ebil glint*
A slow day ahoy. I’m feeling good about the prospect. I’m not going to work on anything hard, but I am going to write for my own enjoyment instead of for a deadline today.
I can’t think of anything better.
