The perfect placeholder

It’s been an extremely slow kind of recovery day — unpacking; watering plants; simple household tasks; some much-needed self-care; and just a little bit of work that couldn’t wait.

But my brain is feeling depleted to the point that I couldn’t focus on a topic for tonight.

Then I saw this photo of the view from Aldesago, where we stayed during our visit to Switzerland two years ago, and felt it was the perfect placeholder.

Sheesh…enough already!

I feel like I’ve been moving through molasses these last few days.

I manage to get things done, but it all feels really hard… and slow… and somewhat aimless.

I’m beginning to think the continuing heat truly is to blame. I feel sapped of energy and lethargic.

I believe temperatures are supposed to drop slightly over the next few days, which I hope will allow me to regroup and get back on track.

A downtime kind of day

Today was mostly devoted to catching up on sleep and taking things slow. I did accomplish some tasks but nothing monumental or intense.

It was pretty much what we used to call a “mental health day.”