They seemed to being saying “SLOW DOWN you crazy women. Even Martha chooses small houses and lets the cobwebs go.”
Of course we know that these things are, in fact, most likely not true about Martha. I am pretty sure she does not have miles of cobwebs growing.
But they were true of Dream Martha, who was very happy in her smaller house and didn’t seem to mind the cobwebs in the bigger one even a little. I even think she would have been cool with me washing my underwear at her house if I had been brave enough to ask.
Since I have been back on two feet (post- broken foot for 9 weeks) things have been a bit of whirlwind. We have had big plans most weekends in some form or fashion, and several evening activities as well. All of it has been fun and wonderful. And also a little more energy-sucking than I had predicted.
Suddenly,it seems, I am discovering that I need to find a whole new rhythm to live in. One that falls somewhere between where I was while I was sitting for months and months and the way I lived “before the foot” – the one where I was always going, always pushing myself just a wee bit further. Always doing just one more thing, committing to one more project, juggling one more responsibility.
How do I know that I need to find a new rhythm? Well first my body is making it VERY clear. This week my foot has been hurting and swelling, my arm muscles are very achy (always a sign of exhaustion for me) and I cannot focus,-my eyes get watery and blurry easily. Also there is the yawning and the deep, deep craving for sleep at the end of each work day. Bone tired is what I feel.