Between working on office projects, being at the kids’ end-of-school-year events, planning the summer ahead, packing our old house, and prepping the new one, I have had very little time for anything else. For weeks now, my day starts before the sun goes up and ends after my last conference call at night. Sleep provides no respite — I toss and turn, never really getting the recharge the night promises. All very likely from the anxiety of having too much squeezed into too little time.
Won’t it be fun to climb into bed and nap for three days?
Sigh. Sometimes, it sucks to be an adult.