burnout

Sparing personal details, it’s been a rocky summer. Illness and money/day job-related stresses marred fun social and creative activities. Even writing and fencing became habits, and I grew (and remain) frustrated with both because I can’t get out of my own spiraling head to do them as well as I have in the past.

I’ve recovered physically and the money and day job stressors are resolving themselves but the pile-on was the mental equivalent of a broken leg, and like a broken limb the brain doesn’t just bounce back either.

I can’t remember the last time I had a proper vacation. Wait, yeah, I do: the Puerto Rico trip that inspired my vejigante post. A week of doing nothing save fencing, reading, and sightseeing.

That was over two years ago.

No wonder I’m feeling burnt out.

car spinning its tires until smoke comes out the engine
Via.

But there’s a cure.

Ten days in sunny (?) Bucharest through Budapest on a family river cruise down (up?) the Danube. I didn’t plan this (thank doG, because I can’t plan effectively at my best) but it comes along at the perfect time. Also, I don’t know much about any of the places I’m visiting, so I don’t have any expectations to be dashed. What is certain is that 1) I don’t have to plan much beyond “be on the boat by this time” and 2) I won’t be bored.

As such this blog will go silent for a couple of weeks. My social media likely will as well because most of my traveling companions don’t Tweet or Facebook. Watch this space on October 24th for tales of my trip.

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Allison Thurman

Raised on a diet of Star Wars, Monty Python, and In Search Of, Allison Thurman has always made stuff, lately out of words. She lives in a galaxy far, far away (well, the DC metro area) with too many books and not enough swords.

2 thoughts on “burnout”

  1. Yay! Get out of this nutty country and go experience something else for a while! Let me live vicariously through you. Tell us all about it when you get back!

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