Be Gentle With Yourself, Saint Francis de Sales
Wow, do I ever struggle with this concept, and
this past week, I haven’t been gentle with myself. I was in Las Vegas for a Master Business Class
for writers. I attended five days of
class, including long lunches with other professional writers and experts in
the field. I constantly had to remind
myself that I am not only a writer, but I am also a mom/chauffeur. To top it off, I have a disease that forces me
to rest. I forgot that last part at the
beginning of the week.
The second night, I went to the hospitality room
to learn more and network. Networking
drained the introvert in me that was already struggling after two full days of
classes and lunches. Uff da. The third night, I went to dinner with three
other writers. I didn’t want to say no
to the anyone. I was tired of eating
alone at night. So my plan to hide/rest
in my room went out the window. Opps.
By the fourth day, I could feel the introvert
and the flare-up ready to explode. I
made it through the morning, lunch, and afternoon, but I was done. I think another lady wanted to join me to
watch the Pittsburgh game, but I couldn’t do it. Instead, I went straight to my room, ordered
room service, put on my pajama’s, and was in heaven.
Now, I am home for my second full day. I am still exhausted. I need to be gentle, but I want to get back
to work. But, that is a post for another
day, Monday in fact.
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