I shut down this weekend. I was like a household appliance that had been working so much so long that it overheated and shut itself off.
So, I stayed home sick Monday and Tuesday. At first, I felt guilty for it, as if I had to be on my deathbed to warrant such a thing. But after several hours shuffling around in my flannel PJs, sipping gallons of peppermint tea and sleeping until I just couldn’t sleep any more, I realized it was just what I needed.