i began feeling sick en route back from leading the retreat this weekend but kept plugging away. "no time for getting sick" was my motto. well, the little lump in my throat has grown, the fever has intensified and so has the achey body. ah ha, guess it is time to take a breather. somehow the body just has a way of insisting.
i had hoped to pull through to teach tonight, but after feeling worse post-nap, i decided to get a sub. even though i feel a bit beaten, i haven't been able to disconnect from my friendly laptop. a colleague recommended i watch tv and relax. gasp! i turned it on for a few minutes and felt guilty. tv mid-day felt like such a guilty pleasure, so back to the laptop. hmmm, is there actually a lesser of two evils?
next i lit a fire, made more decaf chai tea, drapped onto my chaise lounge with a goosedown and pug nearby, and made some calls that i'd needed to make (oh, and sent more e-mails that i needed to send). i guess it is good to embrace being sick and relish in the down time that the body insists upon. however, today proved to me that i'm not very good at resting when i would rather be out and about handling the typical daily drama that life so beautifully brings.