So, I got out of my head and got out of the house and ran some errands. Interacted with people. Got some more work done on one of my projects. Moved. Ate. Feeling a whole lot better.
I get into trouble, when I’m not moving, when I’m not active. Getting moving was the first step in the right direction this morning. And now that I’ve made excellent progress with my work, I can get on with doing other things, as well.
‘Cause I’ve got a lot I need to get done today. Answer emails. Respond to folks working on my projects, take care of some outstanding to-do items from yesterday… and take a nap. That’s important.
So, I’m having my late lunch and taking care of a few things, then I’m going to lie down for a little bit. It’s a beautiful day and I’ll need to probably do some work outside later this afternoon, when it gets a little cooler. There’s plenty of time left in the day to get all these things done, and the things that aren’t 100% critical… well, they can wait.
Once I get moving and get out of my head, I can start to see clearly again. It’s when I sit and stew and feel like I can’t move, that I start to get crazy. Seriously. Crazy. Trapped. Not good.