Yesterday was perfect, but I was TIRED and didn't feel very well by the end of the day. I ended up taking some Nyquil and going to bed at 8pm. I don't remember the last time I missed evening activities or heads/meds/beds (which is when the kids get ready for bed), but I thought I was going to fall over and I knew that everyone would survive without me.
This morning I woke up feeling much better. 'A' and I went for our morning run and then I went to breakfast. But by the time breakfast was over, I was dizzy and achy and CRABBY. I wanted to yell at everyone for no reason.
Today was a normal day with cabins doing three activities together in the morning and no all-camp activities until the evening. So I spent most of the day in my house. I answered emails, blogged a little bit and relaxed. It felt VERY weird to be in my house when camp was going on, but I didn't want to snap at anyone and I wanted to feel good for fourth of July tomorrow. I felt guilty and almost like I was doing something wrong being away from all the action, but I think it was a good use of my time and energy to have a small amount of rest time.
Camp is running so smoothly this summer and everything is still so perfect. I hate to even type that because I don't want to jinx us, but it's just so easy... This can't last forever, but I certainly enjoyed being able to take a day of rest when I so badly needed it.
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