Today is hard. Yesterday was hard. Tuesday was hard. This week was hard. Normally, I can juggle my work, personal, and social life with minimal meltdowns.
Over the years I’ve grown accustomed to the chaos, fear, and insanity that is my career. It’s not that big of a deal. I don’t save lives, I’m not working to cure cancer, I don’t risk my life (just sanity) for my job. Which is why I have to step back when I’m having weeks like this one.
I have several friends and family that decidate their lives and careers to making a huge difference in the world. I work in the entertainment industry. I help provide entertainment for people so they can be happy, laugh, and smile. Entertainment. It’s not brain surgery.
That said, it’s stressful. My thoughts (and days) are consumed with putting others before myself. I don’t mind, it’s part of the gig, I can deal.
Everyone at work (and in my life) has been super supportive of my recent #knifewoundproblems. I’m so thankful for this. But, being the people pleaser that I am, I cannot just “check out” and let work stuff slide. Sure, I probably should have stayed home resting for another day or two…but, I couldn’t. There was too much to do, and it had stacked up massively over the two days I was out.
Resting after surgery on Tuesday was near impossible…the emails, texts, and phone calls felt overwhelming. Wednesday was much quieter, but I was anxious about getting back to work Thursday. Yesterday was stupid. I have to step back today and realize that it probably wasn’t all that bad, but since I have #knifewoundproblems it seemed awful.
Today, rough. But, getting better. My office is looking more organized, and I’m checking things off my to-do list. I’m trying to move slower, and take my time…but, it’s hard to remember that when I have a million things just begging for my attention.
#knifewoundproblems. Entertainment problems.
It’s nothing earth shattering, but sometimes in my own little part of the universe it seems gigantic.
I’m dreaming about a restful and low-key weekend. Brunch in my pj’s and some serious couch time.
TGIF. Amen.
The Merfett 