I had a productive day. I’ve been overwhelmed for the past week or so. Obligations with flexible due dates taunt me with temptations of procrastinating. Instead, I took care of some early. I’m just waiting for the relief to kick in. I’m getting excited about my upcoming vacation. The hardest part for me is exiting the airport. I’m bringing my noise canceling headphones, which will help. It reminds me of the obstacle courses in basic training. I feel the same urgency, hyper-alertness, and potential peril until I’m back outside.
I still have a few things to catch up with. I’m talking myself through an incident earlier in which I accidentally dropped my Kindle Paperwhite from my balcony. I was well into The Witching Hour by Ann Rice. I can still read it on a computer or tablet, but it’s not the same. Fortunately, I didn’t get the flagship Kindle model which is ridiculously overpriced. I ordered another one, it’ll be here next week. It’s not a devastating event. I can go a few days without reading and not expire. (My feelings are getting on my nerves.)
I don’t know why my hands stop working spontaneously at times. I have a recurring nightmare where it happens in slow motion while I’m holding an infant. I’ve always been this way. It’s frustrating. I compensate by using pockets, backpacks, and I have a wheeled cart I use for packages and groceries, etc. I use the rubber bumper cases meant for children on my tablets and phones. Otherwise, there would be no point in owning them. Sadly, it wasn’t enough protection this time. I think my brain forgot to continue holding it because I was so absorbed in the story. Sigh.
Damn. Now I have to do something I didn’t have planned. I would very much like to continue describing how utterly stuck I am, but instead, I’m going for a run. It’s my quickest reset button.