I spent last night in a hotel room five minutes away from home.
It was a mental health decision based on my feeling entirely burned out.
Here's what went on:
I set up my laptop. Posted. Then promptly fell asleep for two hours. Upon waking did a meditation to music on my iPod. Then took a very long shower without feeling rushed.
Went to Whole Foods and bought a piece of pizza. The kind I like, not the kind everyone else likes. Brought it back to the room to have with my Trader Joe's Limeade. I considered wine, but knew it would put me to sleep and didn't want to spend all my "me" time sleeping.
Called my husband.
Emailed Carrie again.
Watched two epsisodes of Sister Wives and felt better about myself. I could be married to Cody.
Did some more PANDAS research with Undercover Boss on in the background. Never had heard of the show before, but decided we should TIVO it. Read the O Magazine issue on "intuition" I'd been carrying around for months but hadn't had time to read cover to cover.
Went to sleep at 1:00AM.
Woke at 6:30 with nausea. Cursed Whole Foods pizza. It went away as quickly as it came. Forgave Whole Foods, went back to sleep. Woke up at 8:30.
Another meditation. Asking Seth what he needs. Got some answers.
Leisurely checked email.
Checked out at 11:00, 22 hours after I left my family in my husband's capable hands.
All my problems aren't solved, but I'm in a much better position to deal with them.
I might have to make this a more regular thing.