Exhaustion is the weariness that leads you to wake up of sorts behind the wheel and realize that you arrived at your destination without noticing the hour and a half drive.
It’s the thing that has you sitting on a stool in a store, listening to a coworker assist a customer, while you wonder if the Prozac is actually working, or if it’s the jacked up work schedule that appeared in your planner without due notice that’s making you feel more normal again.
It’s the thing that leads to barely eating bowls of cornflakes for dinner, because eating anything more solid would require energy to move my mouth more than I’m capable of by that point.
I forgot what exhaustion could be like.
I knew of the other side of exhaustion, where all I wanted to do was sleep because of depression. This time, all I want to do is sleep because I can’t. Working close to 50 hours a week after four months of not working at all is not what I would consider stepping lightly into the pool of employment. More like belly-flopping my way in and careening water everywhere.
The effects of exhaustion + prozac + overbooking = slight incoherence.
Moderation has never been a virtue of mine.
Ugh. I don’t remember the last time I felt really rested. Let’s take a vacation.
I don’t even know what moderation is. Not to sound like your mother or anything…try to get some rest this weekend.
Moderation in all things, including moderation. Jokes aside, don’t burn yourself out woman!
you describe exhaustion so well – especially the chewing of the corn flakes.
I’m with Joanna, you really do a good job of explaining exhaustion here! I’m definitely prone to excess also and often find myself completely exhausted.
That’s terrible! I’m coming over and cooking you dinner. If you really are too tired to chew, I’ll make soup.
That’s one hell of a work schedule you’ve got. Yes, You described exhaustion completely.
You hit the nail on the head. I think that’s why I’m so darn tired. And sick. And feeling like poop. Hope this weekend at least gave you a small reprieve.
I hope you find rest soon, friend.
Take care of yourself, there’s only one of you.
No, not “thank gawd” or anything smartassed like that. You filled in the blank, I just looked through the ethers of time to read your mind after that first sentence. I’m just cool like that, what can I say?
I may not be around like I used to, but I still appreciate fine writing as much as I ever did. And it is in abundance right here.
Glad to catch up. I’ll talk to you soon, I hope.
Been there, done that! Hope you feell better soon.