This week I looked at my resume for the first time in four years. It lists the jobs, volunteer service, internships and extracurricular activities of a woman ready to fight her way to the top. It describes someone who knows what she wants and exactly how to get it.
My goals have transformed since I quit my last job: get through a day without a nap, do two loads of laundry and put the clothes away, spend an hour working in the yard, cook dinner, blog long enough to catch up on the news. On a great day, I can do all these tasks and then some in the same day. Then I spend the next day in bed, in pain and exhausted.
I never thought I’d be this person.