One day this week, I wrote a post but I forgot to hit Publish. Now it’s here somewhere in my drafts but I’m not sure where.
Another day I did something brilliant on Instagram but lacked the brain power to figure out how to share it here.
One day I was so tired I went to bed at 7 pm even though I knew that meant I wasn’t keeping my promise.
I’m so tired. I haven’t even recovered from the sensory overload of the conference last week – haven’t written about it, haven’t reviewed my notes. I miss the creative energy and the brilliant women and the flow of ideas. And, so much of it was overwhelming and I came straight home to excited children & Easter family gathering & a CRAZY busy week of massage and I am spent.