First morning alarm since my surgery. And my first early, dark room quiet time with my coffee.
I didnt miss the alarm however my crazy morning thoughts are oh so welcomed.
I’ve been released to desk duty, after promises to my doctor and HR director. I’ll have plenty of paperwork to do. I’ll be interviewing for a few openings also.
I’m ready to see my work tribe.
They have held down the fort the past week, short handed too. And for the next three weeks of my light duty, they will be doing the same.
I’ve followed doctor’s orders this past week. That’s a huge thing if you know me. It’s hard for me not to do what I want. And for the next few weeks, I’ll be a good girl.
My entire schedule is so off kilter. I shut off my alarms, slept in, watched more television in the past week than I have in the past 6 months and watched life just go by.
I don’t like it.
I have my routine for a reason. It keeps me being me. My morning meditation is so good for my mind and soul. Preparing for my day, breaking down what obstacles I may encounter and expecting the best outcome.
Seeing my work peeps, exchanging weekend stories or family happenings. Messaging friends near and far, letting them know they are in my thoughts.
Day to day life.
Last week seemed to put that on hold.
I spent several days alone.
I love my own company, but I could not be a hermit, that’s for sure. I am just the right amount of social.
That said, turning off my phone to sleep or take a nap was a new experience. I always make sure I am there for everyone or anyone that may need me. I rested longer than normal and the world didn’t fall apart because I didn’t answer every message in a matter of seconds. My rest wasn’t interrupted by beeps, whistles or tones.
I forgot what life was like before cell phones.
Yes, I’m that old.
Downtime is good for you whether you know it or not. I found that out the hard way, but my body is in need of a much welcomed rest. I should probably schedule a day here and there in the future. Make it a part of my routine. Cut myself out of the rat race for 24 hours to decompress and rest.
My cup is empty and one coffee will not do it this morning. So I’m off for a refill and search for stretchy pants to wear this morning.
Have a wonderful day.
I missed you all.
Lorene
