when you’ve had enough

on a low-energy day

The fire alarm went off in our building tonight. Gibson-the-Wee and I were enjoying a quiet evening and we both heard it, beeping faintly from the lobby.

We didn’t even move.

There are a lot of sounds in a building that has been through what our building has. Today, workers were breaking up concrete at the other end. The intercom hasn’t worked for months. And sometimes fire alarms just randomly short out in the lobby, which is why there is a security person there, to let us know if we should pay attention.

No matter. I wasn’t going anywhere unless someone knocked at my door and told me I had to.

It’s just one of those days when I’ve had enough.

No particular reason. No (new) crisis. Election is over. Leg is healing. I’m in-between classes. New staff are almost here (yay!) after driving all the way from British Columbia.

But there was a lot of mental mulling over things I can’t control today. And a lot of scattered tasks, which I enjoy less than focusing in on one thing. Probably some information overload.

Enough.

It’s a low-energy day. And that’s ok, I remind myself. Nobody functions at 100% all the time. The world often feels a bit heavy these days. And it’s ok to retreat a little.

As I write, fire trucks have pulled up outside and I realize I was actually hearing the fire alarm across the street, not here. And whatever set it off, it’s now been resolved, so they’ve all gone back inside and the evening is quiet again.

I’m going to bed. Gibson’s already there. Before the sun rises, Jeff will come home from his last shift of the week. I’ll get up, put the coffee on, and start a new day, hopefully with a little more energy.

Peace to you tonight, friends. Rest well.