Thank goodness it’s “my Friday.” Thanks to a wonderful scheduling quirk, Thursday’s essentially become my Friday’s in terms of classes. This is fortunate as I often spend the majority of Friday just trying to keep up with homework and housework. This week in particular seems to have been a doozy, I think the biggest reason was that I ended getting hit with a cold on Wednesday, in truth I have been battling the fringes of it for about a week now. I have been feeling alternately better and worse throughout the time. I thought it was pretty much under control Tuesday night, but Wednesday I woke up and could feel the cold really start to take hold. Achy body, fever, cough and a nose so runny I thought my brain might begin leaking out my nose. In an effort to prevent further illness (mine and classmates) I ended up taking a sick day. I hadn’t realized how busy I have gotten until yesterday. I finally had to force myself to slow down even for a little bit. I have been going and going (insert Energizer Bunny reference) since August, trying to stay on top of it all (and failing more often than not.)
It’s funny how much my life has changed in a month. From setting my own schedule to trying to fit everything in. Having a lot of time to knit and spin, to having to grab spare moments to make time to work on a project. I do feel like I am getting better with the whole schedule thing, I am feeling more in the groove. But yesterday made me realize that I am still lacking in one major area, time for myself. At my old grad school they emphasized the necessity of personal time (self-care, was the term I believe), and while it applied more to the MDiv.’s than us academic types, I still thought it was a pretty interesting concept. The idea of making a point to take time for yourself, while selfish and obviously not always possible does seem to make sense. After all if I am to run myself ragged and end up sick (cold/flu/otherwise) what good does that do?
This concept of taking time, time for myself isn’t new. As an introvert I value my alone time, and often guard it jealously. Yet in the last month I seem to have thrown this idea to the wind. I think that it is something I need to remember and to relearn to accept. So I am going to try in the next little bit to be more mindful of myself. Reminding myself that it isn’t always bad to take a little time for myself. Whether it is was completely alone or with close friends, it is important to take time to just be me.