Here’s my Tuesday truth: my brain is soup. Not a bisque. Not even a nice gazpacho. Actually, I don’t like gazpacho. But that’s besides the point.  Back to the point at hand. My brain on soup.  Just lukewarm, slightly over-salted cognitive broth simmering under this June sun.

It’s a short week, which in theory should feel like a gift. A little weekday cheat code. But in reality, it’s like being told you only have three days to move a mountain instead of five. Yay? I’m supposed to be planning. Thinking strategically. Putting puzzle pieces together like some sort of visionary CEO-puzzlemaster.

But instead?

I spent five whole minutes staring at my computer, trying to remember if I already drank my coffee or just dreamt I did.

I blame the heat. Not in a poetic “summer haze” way. No. This heat is oppressive and judgmental. It follows me around whispering,

> “Are you really gonna wear those leggings? Bold move, sweaty friend.”

It’s too hot to think. Too hot to plan. Too hot to even be mentally clever. And yet here I am  forging through Tuesday like a slightly frazzled conquistadora of to-do lists and calendar invites.

If I had a dollar for every time today I said “I need to get my life together,” I could buy myself one of those little desk fans and a NYC priced cocktail. Maybe even a maitai with a tiny umbrella that makes you forget you have strategic goals.

But in this heat-muddled Tuesday fog, here’s what I do know:

I did show up.
I did make at least one list.
And I didn’t email someone the thoughts I actually muttered in my head. (Growth.)

So maybe the win today isn’t mental clarity. Maybe it’s just momentum. Forward-ish motion. Plans scribbled on sticky notes, even if they melt a little on the desk. Maybe it’s about giving yourself space to not have the perfect plan because even brilliance sweats.

Happy Tuesday to the planners who can’t quite plan, the thinkers whose thoughts are taking a summer break, and the doers who are currently just… doing their best.

Stay cool. Hydrate. And if your brain feels like soup, garnish it with grace.