I thought of that one this morning. Homeostasis. He he! I really crack myself up.
This is not a scientific place. I do not have the tendency towards detail that is necessary for the biologies and the chemistries. I mean, I say "thinger" all the time when asking for something to be handed to me, I add a "dash" or a "pinch" when I'm baking, and I'm just way to clumsy to be allowed to work with combustible materials or super sharp things.
ASIDE: I want a chainsaw and a screw-gun for Christmas, and our first housewarming gift was a flaming pineapple. Clearly, I ignore my limitations most of the time. The results are not always pretty.
But I can break down this word, "Homeostasis" for you. It's all about balance. Google says this about the word:
ho·me·o·sta·sis/ˌhōmēəˈstāsis/
Noun: The tendency toward a relatively stable equilibrium between interdependent elements, esp. as maintained by physiological processes. More »
I have learned, especially through these last few days, that my body, mind, soul, and sleep schedule, long, yearn and pine for homeostasis. I need a stable equilibrium between work and home; awake and sleep; action and inaction. There are times that I really need to buckle down and muscle through something, but also times when the pendulum swings back the other way and I need to relax and breathe, even when stuff is still going on.
