I’m still pretty draggy, which is to be expected, I suspect. Also congested and sniffly but I took a COVID test and it was negative.

Could be anything.

It’s a sunny day, though, sunny and a bit chilly, not very. So that’s fine.

People have been very thoughtful, and there’s one refrain it’s so hard to take on board: “be kind to yourself.”

What does it mean, really? How do we do it?

I’ve taken it as listening to myself, no matter what it is, and not pushing too hard. Easier said than done.

There are always things that need attention. Always steps that need to be taken. Meals to be made, dishes to be washed.

The truth is I feel like a year’s worth of tired has caught up to me, all that treading water left my legs numb now that the water is gone.

Which is to be expected, I suspect.

I hope you figure out what being kind to you means, if only for today. Have a great Tuesday.

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