work hangover

It's my first day off after my 70 hour work week and I feel like crap.  But that's okay, because that's how it normally goes.

It bothered me when I would feel tired and depressed for no apparent reason a few days a month. Until I figured out the pattern. My bad day would always be every other Thursday: my first day off of work. I now refer to it as my work hangover. I try to be kinder to myself on these days, tell myself that I don't have to tackle all of the chores I've been ignoring while at work just yet. I give myself permission to wallow on the couch or vegetate in front of the computer. I feel like it's my mind trying to adjust after ten hours a day of goGoGO! to nothing.

I remember watching the last scene of Zero Dark Thirty and trying to figure out some deep philosophical reason that Jessica Chastain was crying on the plane. But maybe it's nothing super deep. Maybe she was just in the beginning stages of a very serious work hangover. After ten years of doing nothing but breathing, eating and sleeping her job, I'm sure she had some very serious adjustments to make. Stay strong, Maya. Stay strong.