Yup. I notice it whenever I try to do what would be a normal level of activity for a normal person. I just did it to myself with too much running around the other day and had to practically lie down in a fitting room while my mom got water and a cold cloth because I thought I was going to pass out on the floor. All I did was an errand, lunch, then a long and somewhat frustrating session of clothing shopping with a picky ten-year-old who thinks everything should fit so snugly that there's no fold or wrinkle of extra fabric anywhere. BUT, I learned (again) not to plan too much for one day. I knew before it even began that I shouldn't do the errand before picking up my daughter and heading to the mall, and it was something my mom needed and I didn't want to disappoint her so I did it any way, and sure enough it was too much. I think we need to be really in tune with our energy or lack thereof and listen to ourselves about how much we can handle. I'm still learning. There's always much more that I want to do and need to do than I have strength for. So I'm trying to find a way to be satisfied with doing something or anything, and know the rest will wait. On the days when I really can't do anything I try to distract myself because otherwise it can become a downward spiral emotionally.
Just when the caterpillar thought the world was over, she became a butterfly.
- English proverb.
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