Rainwashed


I drove to the airport to pick up my sister Bean and her family. The city was rainwashed and the air was clear and the morning light was low, and all in all everything was very beautiful from a distance. The drive through the Sepulveda pass was swift and scenic.

The entrance to the airport was a nightmare snarl of traffic congestion. It took me as long to get to the terminal as it had for me to get all the way across town. Bean & Co had been up in the early dawn and required sustenance so we stopped by the In N Out for a pick me up before driving home.

By the time I got back to the house, I was exhausted, and my mood was sinking fast. Suddenly I was faced with a dirty house, with Christmas to put away, with dishes to wash, with a script to revise, and I needed needed to go for a run. And suddenly I couldn’t do any of it.

While waiting for Bean & Co to let me know that they’d landed, I found myself reading an article on Millennial Burnout- described as being trapped in the ongoing state of working yourself to exhaustion and then working some more until even small tasks become too much to handle. And now here I was faced with just that: the to do list that was never done. The house that was never clean. The money that was never enough. The job that was never a career.

I did the only thing I could think of: I laid down for a rest.

It didn’t *really* help, but afterwards I was able to get up and put the Christmas decorations away, so that counts for something. I was still teary and moody, but at least I was upright and I’d (mostly) cleared the decorations away. (The cat refused to get up off the Christmas tree skirt, so that still needs to get squared away).

Then I went for a run, and my mood rebounded nicely.

In the evening, I went to get ramen and vegan desserts with a new lady acquaintance (I don’t have a nickname for her yet), which was perfectly lovely. So I guess all’s well that ends well.

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~ by Gwydhar Gebien on January 6, 2019.

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