Where all my dreams are stashed… for later

bookshelf packed with books
This is an old picture. From the time before I put in my new massive bookshelf.

My study looks very different now, than it did just a month ago. I got the monster bookshelf in place, then work got busy. I got busy. And I didn’t get a chance to put everything back where it belongs.

I’ll get to that.

Eventually.

I’ve been working weekends a lot. Either for my day job, or helping my partner with her events, or traveling for work, or working my new gardens. Summer is here. Lots of activity.

Not my favorite time. Especially since I need more downtime than most people… and I’m just not getting it. When I don’t have downtime, unfortunate things happen. Like me getting overtired. And when I get overtired, other unfortunate things happen. Like my temporary crown popping off my back molar. Like me being too tired to move out of the way of something falling, and ending up with a hairline fracture on one of my toes.

No downtime means exhaustion. Why must people be so active in the summertime? Seriously, people, you all are exhausting.

Anyway, back to my study. I was going to rearrange it this evening, while my partner is away — and I may do a little of that. But I’m so tired (and I have to drive out to pick her up after her event around midnight), I may just eat my supper and go to bed for a while.

Yeah. That.

In the meantime, there’s my study waiting for me. The place where I stash my dreams. And my writing. And my reading.

Later. I’ll tend to them later.

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2 thoughts on “Where all my dreams are stashed… for later

  1. You gotta get your rest. A tired body and a tired brain are UNproductive.
    I always push myself past exhaustion, then my body mutinies and I wind up in bed for a week or longer. I try to remind myself about the oxygen masks on the plane analogy. I try.
    I’m going to suggest you try too. Go rest😴🛏👍🌻

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    1. VisualVox

      Yep, workin’ on it. It’s a process, of course. I wish I could spend a week in bed… then again, if I do that, the pain sets in. I have to keep moving, or I become immobile.

      And yeah – the “oxygen mask thing” is so true. I have to take the best care of myself possible, or plenty of people suffer.

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