Resurfacing after a trip to London (accepting the need to stop and rest)

I’m slowly resurfacing after my lovely trip to London last weekend.

Trying to slip back into my normal routine

I had high hopes when I got home last Sunday that I’d be able to launch straight back into my regular routine. In fact I did try. I went to my regular Monday morning meeting with some fellow writers, and enjoyed telling them about my trip and how buoyed up and excited I was by it. How seeing some wonderful paintings had inspired me, and how just being out amongst the throngs in the city made life feel fuller of possibilities.

I even managed my regular weekly dog walk on Tuesday, but by then I was already realising I was flagging. My posts to Twitter had become rather sporadic and I hadn’t written or drawn anything. By Tuesday evening I had to admit I was exhausted and just install myself in my bed with a large pot of tea and a good book.

Accepting my limits once again

At first I minded. I had planned a blog post about how a trip away could energise us, how surprised I’d been after returning from mine that I had been able to slip effortlessly into my regular routine. But that just wasn’t true. The truth was The Trip, despite how much I had enjoyed it, used up my energy just like being busy at home would have. It certainly fed my creative soul, but it didn’t put extra energy in my batteries.

Once again I’ve been reminded that I have limits, and I have to accept them. That really is okay though. I’ve let myself rest and relax this week. I let myself digest all I saw and did. I’ve let myself recover.

Normal service will be resumed next week (hopefully)

Hopefully a more normal service will be resumed next week, but if it isn’t that’s okay too. The Trip really was worth it.