I’m kinda tired today…for no specific reason, really.  Only had a couple of glasses of wine last night…wasn’t up late…didn’t get up early.  Maybe it’s the result of a long week.  I’m not sure why…and it doesn’t matter ‘why’ anyway. Â
What matters is how I decide to respond to how I feel.  Whether I decide to honor how I’m feeling or push through it like a trooper.  Because in the world we live in, that’s what is expected…to man up and push through. Â
I’ve done plenty of that my whole life.  I’ve manned up more than most men…pushed through like it was my job.  I guess I did a bit of that today already.  I went to the Colts game despite wanting to just stay home on the couch. Actually, I went to the mall with Mr. Universe so he could run a few errands and then we went to the game.
Now we’re home and I’m sitting on the couch writing about how tired I am instead of resting.  So I’m still manning up.  I’m still pushing through to do the things I’m supposed to do…to meet my commitments…to honor an arbitrary goal.
When do I get to give myself permission to rest…when do I finally feel ok cutting myself some slack?  Is this a state I’ll ever be able to achieve…without guilt?
I don’t know.  But there’s only one way to move in that direction.  To start right now…today.  To put down the computer…write a short blog…kick back…and relax.
Enjoy!