I’m exhausted. Work trips usually involve a lot of personal interaction and “being on” for hours at a time, and I work in a lot of situations that are fraught with conflict. I’m in a type of survival mode, which has been exacerbated by scorpions and a snake in the house I’m staying in and a large spider that crawled on my arm in the night. I didn’t know what I’d brushed off until I flipped the light on in the morning and saw the dead spider in bed next to me. Ugh.
Boundary keeping isn’t going well. I don’t often eat meat and never beef because it makes me ill. I’ve eaten meat all this week and beef twice because that’s what was offered and I didn’t want to offend. These people know I don’t eat meat, we’ve discussed it before.
It’s not the time that I want to be generous to anyone. I’m stretched a bit thin right now. But I’m trying to make peace with the idea that just as, generally speaking, I’m doing the best I can, so are others.