I’m just a little bit exhausted. After twelve days straight of working, I’ve taken myself off for a little weekend r and r to get my thoughts straight in my head and remember my name.

Essentially. (The r and r part not going so well so far, I get bored easily)

This is also known as eating a lot of cheese, sleeping late and watching old films that look good on the box but end up being a waste of time – but I’m reminded I don’t care because it’s my time.

I am TERRIBLE at down time. I am one of ‘those people’ who has to be busy; who needs to be doing something or seeing someone all the time. A very wise person said to me last week – ‘want something done? Ask a busy person.’ – and this is too true of me. I will find more time to do it, even if that means an earlier start or a later night. I get things done.

I am not good at having nothing to do. I get bored quickly and when I have no one to talk to, I fill the void with food. Which is what I have done this weekend. (Diet is definitely starting on Monday).

I’d like to add I have very little internet access (not helping with the boredom) and that I dropped my iPhone in the bath yesterday whilst trying to relax (see, can’t even do that right!). I’ve also been trying to go to sleep for an hour and a half but my mind is thinking about all the stuff I should be doing at home.

I need mental stimulation all the time. Perhaps I have ADHD? Or perhaps I have spent too long chained to my mobile phone, on the go from 5am til 11pm, always thinking; acting; responding.

Don’t get me wrong – I love being busy and engaged. I love being needed and having a job to do. If I don’t, I make jobs. As I mentioned, I bore easily – I like to be challenged; stimulated and engaged.

But sometimes I need to make a proactive decision to be bored for two days just to know that I spent it sleeping, lying on the couch and going for walks. Enough time to let the noise in my head die down to a dull roar and for every muscle in my body to say, ‘hurrah, you took off the heels!’

I have been ‘away’ for about 30 hours. I am so bored I went to bed at 8pm. I can’t sleep for the excitement of seeing people tomorrow. I am hanging out for dinner with my family and almost looking forward to work on Monday after being away for a week.

I may not be able to rest easily, but absence does make the heart grow fonder – and I know I miss my hectic life. Every crazy minute of it.