Siesta

Good Monday to you, my dears...

Me and my adrenals are doing well, thank you. Not completely healed and restored to normal, but good enough that I am feeling like myself more often than not.

This has certainly been an educational experience, one that I will most likely elaborate upon more as I feel my head returning to word-formulating normalcy.

I'm doing better enough that I only take one nap each day now, as opposed to the complete opposite. Yes, indeed, the nap-hater was spending most of each day on the couch or in bed, with only one or two brief times of up-and-at-em.

Still don't much like naps, but seem to need them, so in the best interest of getting myself well, I am forcing myself to lay down when the Girlie is taking her afternoon siesta.

It does help that the great outdoors are also taking a long siesta. Somehow its easier to rest, knowing that its the season that our forest spends building up energy for re-birth.

Don't be envious of me and the trees, please. Rather, redirect those emotions into time spent enjoying the energy and joy that you're provided each day.

I know that I surely won't take energy and joy for granted ever again... or at least not for a very long time.