Getting back into the swing of things is going slowly. I’m still falling asleep about 8:30 PM and waking about 4:30 AM. It could be worse. I’m getting a lot done before I go to work but yesterday, in my first day back at the office, I noticed I was really dragging by mid-afternoon.
We seem to make things like re-entry more urgent for ourselves than we really need to. I was glad to hear my daughter had scheduled a late start to her first day back and I also took a day to adjust. But even so, my email was filled with hundreds of messages. Each of them seemed to possess a sense of urgency – from the spam that leaked through the filter promising me a fortune to the request for participants in an upcoming volunteer fair. What, really, is urgent?
Urgent is the appreciation of those who helped make our trip possible. Urgent is catching up with the friends and family I missed while gone. Urgent is the missing of those we left behind. Urgent is not task but person. I am going to put my focus there today.
I have a full day at the office, but will squeeze in lunch with good girlfriends. I will be ready to sleep by 8:30 PM, but will welcome our small group from church for reunion and study. I will look my kid in the eye and listen when I ask him about musical practice.
This morning before work I wrote, dusted, ate, drank coffee, checked email, checked facebook, straightened, prepped, fixed. Now on to the urgent.
