A Long Winter's Nap

I feel as if I need a long winter's nap. I often think about animals that hibernate with a twinge of jealousy. Wouldn't that be nice? To wake up one day and go, "Oh! It's getting a little cold, better go to sleep." The next thing you know, you wake up and it's Springtime.

I've been neglecting life lately due to a seemingly unmanageable amount of tasks to accomplish. On top of a demanding job, the regular stress of Christmas obligations seems to have snuck up on me again. I'm trying hard to feel cheerful and Christmas-y but failing miserably.

I have a cold. Not a huge deal, but it seems that whenever I get sick and try to remain active, I lose my voice. Talk about a cruel punishment for someone who loves to talk and socialize. It goes quickly and takes weeks to come back fully. I'm left with this raspy, smokers voice for days and days. I hate answering the phone or talking to anyone new when I'm like this.

I also just had pink eye. As if the ugliness of this isn't enough, I had just gotten over it and then, absent-mindedly used an old eyeliner on Wednesday morning and gave it to myself all over again. Terrific.

I voluntarily gave up going to two very fun events this weekend just because I felt so rotten and anyone that knows me knows that I very rarely let illness stand in my way of fun.

I keep repeating the word "vacation" over and over again like a mantra. It is so needed. I need to recharge. My batteries are totally dead.