Sometimes life gets a little hazy.

It happens to me for lots of different reasons.  Sometimes I’ve piled too much on my plate and I’m feeling overwhelmed.  Occasionally there have just been a few too many crises in a row and I’ve exhausted my reserves.  Then there are weeks when I’ve been sick for what feels like forever – by day five life definitely gets a bit fuzzy around the edges.

So yeah, sometimes I don’t feel like the sharpest tack in the box.

What I’m really learning to appreciate is accepting what I truly need.  Sometimes I have to put on my grownup face, push through the haze, and get it done ’cause adulting.  No one said life was easy, after all.  But I’ve gotten better about knowing when it’s time to sit out and regroup.

I spent a lot of years convinced life would come to a screeching halt if I even thought about taking a water break.  There was a time for work and a time for play, all of it neatly scheduled and recorded in my yearly planner.  There was nothing in there about sick days – who has time to get sick?  Take some DayQuil and push through, chica.  And respite? Shoot, I didn’t even know what the word meant.

But the good news is that I’ve realized I’m not the end all be all when it comes to keeping the earth turning on its axis.  The world will do just fine if I take a timeout for myself.  There’s space for me to sit down and rest while the haze subsides, and for that I’m truly grateful.

My post as part of Colline’s Gratitude Project.