I have no appointments this week. That means I have something like an extra eight hours to do what I please, whenever I please. No running out of the office to meet someone else’s schedule. No getting home late, eating late, and collapsing in bed like a dead person. None of that.
Starting next week, I’m putting in a strict limit on the number of appointments I have to two a week. Less, if at all possible. I just get too tired. And it doesn’t leave me much time to relax and do the things I want to do, at my own pace.