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I woke up early on Friday for a TCK Care team call, and I could barely talk. I managed to nod along and realised I wasn’t going to make it through my whole work day and onto the young adult camp over the weekend. I deliberated on how much I could push myself, but then I realised something wild – I’m not a classroom teacher anymore. I can take sick days without creating extra work for myself! I’ll still have to do the work I was meant to do on Friday, but my whole leader team could run the program without me, and I could reschedule the catch ups I had planned with people.

With the necessary texts sent, I went back to bed and slept until 2pm. It was glorious.

I’m mostly better now, but reflecting on the week, I’m still so thankful for a job where I’m able to give my best and never expected to burn myself out. I have lots going on in my life: I managed a few days with exercises on the floor, a walk down the block with Kieran, extra stretching, TCK catch ups, Bible studies, and loads of emails. Plus a bunch of other stuff.

And then I could honour my body when it said, “that’s enough.” No sub plans necessary, but I did have some beautiful time rereading Colossians for funsies yesterday.

Silver lining of missing camp – I was able to make it to the dedication of Kieran’s baby in the Sunday service.