Getting off another regular eight-hour swing shift, my mind and body want to rest going into my weekend off, but my brain is sifting through a thousand-fold reminders. I remove my work shoes and plan out my work schedule in the next pay period, my upcoming doctor’s appointment, consideration about higher education opportunities, and…oh yes, a hike tomorrow morning.
As every square inch of my body brush against my bed cover sheets, I cannot help but think about the things I have to do but also go over my checklist. H2O…check, off bug spray…check, Benadryl…check, snacks…check. Although my mind slowly travels deep into an abyss of wonder, my alarm sounds at 0400 and I prep.
I step off my doorstep, and every little task seems to crawl out my ears and stay at home.
Although it’s a simple lesson, I realised how imperative it is to relax. As Sydney Harris states, “The best time to relax is when you don’t have time for it.”