I don't know about you, but I really hoped 2017 would be better than 2016. But man, y'all.
I'm feeling very Liz Lemon right now. I was all into everything going on the first couple of weeks of the new administration but I had to pump the brakes. Burn out is real, and this is definitely going to be a marathon, not a sprint.
It's easy to get discouraged, especially when you see that the dozens of calls you've made to your senators went ignored. (I'm looking at you Lankford and Inhofe.) But caring does make a difference. Some bills have been withdrawn after public outcry (why does this guy hate national parks so much?) so it's important that we keep going.
But it's also ok to unplug. Spend time with your family. Watch tv. (Though I don't recommend watching the West Wing and House of Cards in one night right now. Last night I dreamt I was running a marathon in DC which ended in the Oval Office where I yelled at President Bartlett about how insane it was that Bannon is on the National Security Council as Frank Underwood watched.) Maybe watch something a little lighter. I'm watching Bunheads for the first time so I can keep listening to the Gilmore Guys. I also rely on the Popcast to make me laugh every week.
And I take a bath every single night. That's something that pretty much everyone told me I'd have to give up once I had a baby, but y'all, that's my sanity saver. Even if it's a quick bath, it's my designated "me-time" every day where I'm not working or taking care of someone else. On a good night I pour a glass of wine, get some lavender dark chocolate, and settle into a bubble bath. Sometimes I read. Other times I set up the iPad and watch some Netflix.
Those baths are how I care for me. The dishes may not get done every night, there may be laundry piled on the couch, but my bath is mandatory.
Find something that you love and do it. Take care of yourself. 2017 may not be an easy one, but we can do it.