Lately, my lives is get up, go to work, come home, maybe work out and go to bed. Next day, repeat. It's Thursday and I have no clue where the week had gone. And, I am just too brain-dead to even think about writing.
I would love to take a mental health day, but with things so crazy right now, it's not an option. Perhaps this weekend, I can shoot for some down time.
As I type, Junior is passed out on the couch. Junior can fall asleep anytime, anywhere. And when he sleeps, he is out like a light.
I envy my dog.
Seriously, the biggest worry in his world is if he is going to get his dinner on time. He doesn't worry about whether his grading is done. He doesn't have people bugging him all hours of the day about stuff that could have been solved by the person who asked. He can shut his brain off and the little voices in his head don't bug him all night. (Although, I suspect when he is growling or running in his sleep, he is being chased by the giant squirrel.)
Yeah, he's got it good…except for the having to go outside to use the bathroom.
But, I think there might be a lesson for me. Junior lives in the moment. He doesn't worry about stuff that hasn't happened yet. He just "let's it be".
Thursday, February 16, 2012
Posted by Seeking Solace |
- Seeking Solace
- I am a college professor who is fumbling through the chaos of academia, rheumatoid arthritis, working on my PhD and just being a 40 something woman. I used to be a lawyer, which made me a snarky little person. I have a wonderful Husband and a German Shepherd named Junior. They help keep me sane.
Holler at me
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