Dear Rest

Dear Rest,

What a difference two days make, no? We go from a letter to "Energy to Burn" to one to you. The world flipped upside down in blog form.

So - yesterday, I was sick. From the beginning of my school day, I was feeling out of it, and a little bit nauseous. I had some beginner's stomach troubles, and I just couldn't focus. Everything in that told me that I was about to come down with something bad. Probably a flu. So I made the decision to leave work (relatively) early and get my a-- home to you.

And so I did. I came home and immediately got myself into my sleeping clothes. Then I played around a little bit with some music (because too much you would be a problem) for an hour or so. And after that, I was ready for a lot of you. And I'm talking A LOT.

Because I got myself into bed around 6pm. Just laid down and watched an episode of Blue Planet on my computer. It was good. But even while I was watching it, I found myself getting sleepy and thinking about turning plain you into actual sleep. So, the minute I was finished watching the show, I closed it up and went to sleep.

That was about 7pm.

And guess what? Although I didn't sleep all the way through to the morning, I still slept until morning. Sure - I woke up a few times, but I pretty much spent 12 hours in bed yesterday, and about 11 of those hours in some close proximity to sleep.

And today - I felt better. Not 100%, of course, but better. It was Parent Night tonight, and I was able to be my usual charming, witty self as various older versions of my kids came through the building. In fact, when it was all over, I found myself lingering a little bit to chat with the rest of the staff about all sorts of random things. And I could have left immediately.

And so I wrote this letter as a testament to how important and powerful you can really be, Rest. And to thank you for it. From the quality of this letter, it is obvious that I'm not totally clear in the head, but I have come a long way from my fearful yesterday when I thought I was going to have to use some personal days for - gasp - actual illness.

That would have been horrible.

So I just wanted to thank you. But I'm not going to linger over it or write anything better, because I'm not dumb, and I don't want to play with fire. So I'm going to get some more you right now. So tomorrow can be even better.

That's all.

Still Not Entirely With It,
CVT