This past week I was thrown back into the active and engaging Winnipeg life I love after two months in Mexico where my toughest decisions every day were whether to golf or go to the pool, which book I should read next, whether to have white wine or a margarita for happy hour and which of my many writing projects I wanted to pursue.
Now that I am back home I can tell my brain is out of practice juggling all kinds of commitments and responsibilities. I’ve been showing up in the education office at the art gallery every time I have a shift to ask where something is or how to handle a situation. I got lost driving to my daughter-in-law’s concert on Wednesday night even though I was going to a venue I had been many times before. I went to the grocery store to buy food for the three social occasions we are hosting this weekend and left my long grocery list at home on the counter. I can’t find my favorite belt. I booked some of my university students for observations on days they didn’t request. I am the secretary for a Winnipeg Library Advisory Council. When I sent out the minutes of this week’s meeting one of the members kindly pointed out eight mistakes I’d made. I am the librarian at my church and I forwarded this week’s Sunday bulletin update about the library to my aunt’s physiotherapist in Saskatoon instead of to the church secretary. I showed up at my writer’s group last night without my copy of the book we are discussing.
I am not sure if this means I needed a longer holiday to rest my brain or……….. if my holiday was too long and I can no longer give my aging brain a two month break if I want to keep it healthy and firing on all cylinders.
Hopefully I’ll be back into the swing of things soon!