Sitting in a room
in a city not my own
rest? work? can't decide.
This is me trying to figure out why I feel so funky right now. I'm in Tulsa, the baby is home with Claire. There is so much I should probably be doing right now. Any parent knows that baby free time should be taken advantage of. But I'm exhausted. And I kind of just want to zone out. But I have so much to do. But I really want to just nap. But I should do work now that I'm without distraction. But I just want to turn off my phone and curl up in a ball for a while.
I feel like whichever path I choose, my mind will be longing for the greener pastures of the road not taken. So maybe I'll split the difference. Rest a little. Work a little.
Today may just be a grunky day.
I think it would be better if there was a smiling baby around. But we opted to not kill ourselves driving all weekend. It was supposed to be less stressful.
And yet, I am stressing myself out.