Better Sleep

I slept better last night than the previous nights which is a good thing as I am heading into a session with "that client" again. Monday's session was smooth and quiet which means today's will probably be a doozy. I am not looking forward to the interaction, but that's the way life goes, so off I head to remind "that client" that is is fine to make choices for oneself but not for everyone.

I don't want to dwell on "that client" today. I just want to recognize that it is the middle of my summer schedule workweek and move on. Today is my busiest day in the summer - six groups with four back to back. I fully intend to collapse as soon as I get home. After today's session marathon, I will only have five more groups for the week before the three day weekend. 

I have less preparation to do for my mother's visit in 10 days than I had at the start of the last break, but I still need to vacuum and clean and get things put together. Her bed is made and the towels are ready. My room is still a mess, so I need to focus my energies there rather than in the other rooms. I am hoping that my recuperation will be easy so that I can get back to regular routines as soon as possible. We will see. The last time I had this surgery was 12 years ago. I may not recover the same way. We will see.

I have nothing interesting to talk about. I am still slogging through Sense and Sensibility - I didn't even crack the book yesterday. I am not interested in playing instruments or even listening to any music. I just want to recline on my bed and watch mindless television under the fan.

Yesterday, I was listening to what other people were saying about a situation happening with a client. It was gratifying to hear that many of the opinions about things are what I think - about clients, about communication, about leadership or lack thereof, and about many other topics. I often feel alone at my end of the facility, so it is nice to know that I am not the only one who is frustrated by things happening in our program. 

It helps to hear that on a regular basis.

Well, all. I'm off into the world to see what is in store for us all...

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