By the time I get home from work, especially near the end of the week, I feel like my brain is reduced to mush. Like I'm really reduced to grunts. I'm not physically tired, but mentally I feel like I've got nothing left.
I think there are two things going on. The first is that work does consistently challenge me. I'm involved in a ton of different things, so I'm context switching a lot, and at the same time, there are things that I have to devote time to for deeper thought. Don't get me wrong, I love this situation, because it appeals to my strengths. It's just that it can be mentally intense for long stretches of time.
The other thing is that I've been at it for more than three months without a break. Ordinarily I would just take some time off, as you just expect to do that as a contractor, but because of the timing with the house, I would really prefer not to do that. I just need to suck it up for awhile.
Of course, work isn't the only thing. I may not be actively working on my own projects, but I do think about them quite a bit, and I'm always trying to stay on top of the technology. I try to intellectualize the behavior of a 3-year-old, too, which is likely impossible.
It's funny how your mind can kind of regress into animal mode when you're tired of thinking. You get back to the basics of the instinctual needs. I don't think I'd make a good caveman, because I don't think I would be good at killing my food or demonstrating my dominance in the herd so I can have sex and procreate.
I need a break. Fortunately, the load at work comes in waves, so one week is exhausting while the next is pretty easy to roll with. Only a few more hours before I can switch off for the weekend.