I am tired today. My body is screaming REST. I do not pay it any attention...I soldier on. I mean there is shit to get done. Clothes to be washed & folded and put away. Dishes to be washed and put away. Children to be fed and fed some more and washed and put to bed.
I am tired. My body screams REST for atleast an hour...sit your ass down. But no, I soldier on. I mean how can I interrupt the routine with a nap of all things. I am the CEO, Chair of the Board, CFO, Head Chef...Sister in Charge!
What if the real revolution is REST! I mean what if taking time out before you get to the boiling point, before you get to the breaking point. What if you just got some rest as a preemptive measure. A way of saying to your body I hear you and I am going to treat you better.
I am going to crawl back into bed. The laundry and dishes and whatever else will be waiting. And perhaps they need a break from me too...(insert gigles).