I am one blue disoriented anxious chick.
Vacations are supposed to calm...soothe....revitalize.
I came home and found myself pacing....unsure of what to do first and where to start anything.
If I was a feline....I'd diagnose myself at having the heebies.....a syndrome where a cat runs around the house....stares at imaginary things under chairs....and looks wild-eyed....yep that's me.
I've tried to think logically what might have happened up in the mountains....do I have too many red blood cells from the high altitude and now I need to pace? But why the feeling of disorganization.....I had to tear a couple of to-do lists because I couldn't follow my own list.
I'm a bit perplexed.
Yeah....I've got a ton of stuff to face....literary festival work.....work at home....work on line....and a new project I accepted....chairman of a silent auction. (I plan to claim the insanity defense when someone asks me why I took on that job.)
But I'm just ....wondering what's wrong and when this is going to end.
Perhaps I should blame the humidity....or the heat....when I drove home through Oklahoma....I kept hitting the dashboard because the temperature gauge registered an external temperature of 108 degrees. I kept thinking something is wrong with this digital reading.
Then I stepped out of the car and almost fainted.....it was 108!!!
And it's not much better at home.....I don't find 102 or even today's "cool down" of 98...exactly chilly. In fact, I stood outside today....and could feel rivulets of sweat running down my back and legs. Not refreshing.
As I said....not sure what to do with myself to calm down and get focused.....maybe I should ask the cat what to do.....
Here kitty kitty......
