It’s me again.
I just returned from back-to-back work trips and I am utterly exhausted. The older I get, the harder these trips become. If I had a dollar for every time someone told me I looked tired today, I would have a lot of dollars.
There was once a time when I would sneak in blogging on the plane, or late at night while traveling, but now I treasure those moments for sleep.
Oh, sleep. How I love thee.
I would also get up early to run and was an expert at packing my own travel snacks. Last week I realized just how far removed I was from my former self when I forgot to grab breakfast before my first flight and polished off two bags of the free cookies they were passing out. I was so hungry at that point I would have ate anything.
Sometimes I miss my old habits. I’m not sure at what exact point I drifted away from all of them, but they’re definitely depleting. I need to get better at them. I need to find time to write. I need to think ahead with snacks. I need to make exercise a priority when I’m away.
But I also need sleep.
So I ate cookies for breakfast.
So I slept on the plane instead of opening my computer.
So I spent every chance I could Facetiming with my baby girl (while missing her like crazy).
Here I am. And I’m okay with that.
I’ll return with a real blog post. For now, I need more sleep. Apparently getting older also means it takes longer to recover from work trips.