I had to call it an early day to day and stop work around 2 p.m.
Well, to be fair and accurate, I did work till 11 last night, and I started at 6:30 this morning. Deadlines were waiting, and it was time-sensitive work.
So technically, I didn’t call it an early day. I already had almost 8 hours under my belt for today alone. And yesterday I was going from — oh, hell, I can’t even remember what time I started.
I haven’t been feeling well. Mentally and emotionally, I’m pretty good, but physically I feel like I’ve been trampled by elephants. I’ve not had a real weekend off for some time, and all the travel from the past several months has really done a number on me.
So, I checked out this afternoon and laid down. I tried to sleep – managed to nap a little bit – and just lay there. Checking Facebook, and reading news.
It’s not rest, I know, to do that, and it was stupid. But I felt like it. It felt good.
But I can’t do that anymore today.
I’m getting offline and getting some supper.
Everything else can wait.
Right now, I just need to rest.