I alluded in my post for Monday to the end-of-school-year burnout blues, but I’m telling you, I’ve got a really bad case. I feel like I am just stuck in a revolving door, buried under an avalanche of forms and “to-do items” from school, and pulled in a thousand directions. And it’s not even hockey season.
I am faced hourly by The Great Thought-Blocking Wall that disables all my power to think past the present maelstrom and plan and prepare for all the (inevitable) chaos ahead. Do you get like this?
I’ve been struggling to find the right metaphor for this disabling inability to see past the present moment. It’s not blinkers, because it’s not peripheral vision I’m missing. I just can’t cope with thinking about anything that is not an immediate and pressing need. I can’t think much less get ahead of the next pressing wave of demands, but, of course, by not thinking ahead and not planning ahead, EVERYTHING becomes an immediate and pressing need.
Since time is not likely to stand still any time soon, nor am I likely to find stillness in it, I’ve got to find a way to see clearly past this Sunday.
All suggestions welcome, short of carting myself off to the loony bin. That would take planning.