When you forget which day it is and therefor go the wrong appointment, you've reached the limit.
When you can't answer simple questions like what you ate for breakfast without staring into space trying to understand what the word breakfast means, you've reached the limit.
When your to do list has more than six subheadings, you've reached the limit.
When it's the last month of the last quarter of the Fiscal year and you don't know where the invoice file went, you've reached the limit.
When your book gets a wonderful review and it takes you a week to tell your friends and family, let alone post it on your blog, you've reached the limit.
When your website still doesn't have an image of your book's cover after three months, you've reached the limit
When you groan every time the phone rings, or open your inbox, you've reached the limit.
When all you want to do is play the Sims, you've reached the limit.
When you can't figure out what to do when you've reached the limit, you have definitely reached the limit.
Now what?
1 comment:
Owk. Something has to give. Summer school is almost over, no?
Just stumbled across this article, which you might or might not find helpful, reassuring, or annoying.
http://jancadieux.com/superwoman.htm
I'd say "hang in there," but sometimes it's more necessary to let go. Only you can know which is right.
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