I feel over-medicated this morning. Like the grogginess that comes from cold medication. More accurately, I feel emotionally disconnected, mentally detached.
It's the opposite of how I usually feel when I'm overwhelmed. I have a million things to do in the next few days and no idea where to start.
I'm behind. I haven't touched Six Word Saturday. I'm not writing my posts the night before. I haven't helped people with things I promised to look at for them.
Work moved up a major deadline. Instead of having ample time to research and make my recommendations on a project, I now have to submit it by COB on Friday. This project is massive - and the direction it takes will essentially decide how much longer I decide to remain employed here.
A personal project is also on the cusp of launching. This one has been months, maybe even years in the making. And the idea of sending that baby out into the wild finally is exciting and terrifying all at once.
I haven't yet processed events from this past weekend. In addition to the strange family goodness, Joe and I seem to be making some progress on some issues that have been hanging over us for years.
So there's a lot on my mind, a lot on my to-do list, a lot a lot a lot. And all while in some foggy removed state of brain that seems to nullify any sense of urgency I might use to propel myself onward.
Something just has to give this week and it looks like it's going to have to be blogging activities. Wish me luck and please excuse my absence.
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