My energy level drops as soon as I get home from work. All the to-do’s I saw in the morning’s hustle and bustle seem way too large to tackle. I have accepted my lack of time to organize and clean like I used to. However, I am not willing to accept this energy drop when I walk in the door. It is like I work hard to arrive excitedly to the comforts of home and cross the Moat of Bleah.
When I was a kid in school, getting home automatically meant, “SNACK!!” Then, onward to homework or some activity. Now, the thought of doing home WORK at 8 p.m. is simply mind-numbing to me. And body-numbing.
Granted, I do get up at 5:30 a.m. Sometimes my husband sets his dastardly alarm for 4:30 a.m. so he can work out. Then, I wake up again at 5:00 a.m. when the dog is barking excitedly because it is time for them to run. Legitimately, I can give myself slack because it truly has been a long day already.
I despise feeling sluggish, though. There are so many things I want to do. I mean, I can understand why I don’t feel like dusting or making dinner….but to even feel too bleah to walk or garden or tackle an exciting project really bugs me. I know from experience that if I can get motivated after dinner is cooked, eaten and cleaned up, I will work outside until dark. I just need a way to leap-frog myself over the Moat of Bleah.
Would immediately changing out of my daytime, office clothes into a cute exercise outfit complete with my walking shoes be enough? How about taking it one step further and walking one, 15-minute mile on the treadmill? Would that get the old adrenalin pumping? I want to greet and treat my family and home with the same energy I have when I am leaving them in the mornings!
Sometimes I tell myself it is okay to crash after dinner. After all, I am not home every evening because of meetings, sporting events, etc. so sometimes, it just feels darn good to crash. Even hamsters hop off their wheel.
Then, Saturday comes and I can’t possibly get everything done that I didn’t do through the week. Drat.
I’m fairly certain it is psychosomatic – like wanting a snack after school Necessary some days, but mainly a trigger and response. Maybe it is a response to being so busy all the time with must-do’s that when it is not an absolute-must-do, I don’t?
I will try new ways of catching my second wind. Maybe it will be fun to try several ideas and see which ones work and which ones fail… If I end up in the moat, surely that will at least motivate me to outswim the gators? Maybe I’ll even try eating a Blizzard or Snickers on the drive home to see if that gives me the energy boost I need to propel myself on to a fully active evening. 😉
I’m open to suggestions!