Sometimes I wonder why I stretch myself too far sometimes. Am I running from something? Towards something? Feeling lost and needing direction? I haven't stopped long enough to figure it out quite frankly. But between work (and lots of it), the contest, belly dancing, needing to swim so that I can learn to scuba dive, and the regular chores of life like laundry, cleaning house, cooking, paying bills and all...I'm tired. Just like the rest of the population.
I think that part of my problem is that with my work I tend to deal with so many problems under the mandate of "You have to fix this" that when I get home, I need the escape. I hope that in the next few weeks, I will settle into a routine and find my balance again.