Posted on Apr 19, 2013 in Blog |

  Day before yesterday, I attended my first business-networking event in more than three years. I went to business grand opening for someone I really like. I knew some people there whom I really like. I had a good time there. They had cupcakes there. But when I got home at 7:30 pm, I knew I had done too much for the day. I was exhausted. And actually, when I left my office at 5:30, and couldn’t find my car in our parking lot, I knew then that I was tired and probably should go straight home. But I really wanted to go. So I did. Yesterday, I was exhausted before I even got out of bed. Yes, fatigue is still an issue for me. However, I also have a better idea of how to handle it when it arrives. I rest. I rest a lot. I rest often. I rest completely; I lie flat on my bed, head even with my heart. It is the only way I can start to feel better. Yesterday, I came home early from work and rested. I will rest today. I will probably only do one or two activities this weekend (coffee with some girl friends on Saturday morning and going to our local art show; each will be only about an hour long). I’m working next weekend at the Take Back Your Health Conference, too. So I need to plan for that. Last time I did a conference, I didn’t plan. I ended up working ten days in a row and I paid the price dearly for that . . so next week, I won’t work full days every day. And I may take the Monday after the conference off. For those of you who think this must be “the life,” I want to clarify here that when I am resting, I am doing nothing else. I don’t have the bandwidth to watch a movie or read a book. I don’t have the energy to knit or needlepoint. I rest. It’s not fun. And oddly enough, it’s not easy; because I really would prefer to be doing something. Anything other than...

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