I have been so busy, a good busy that i haven’t sat down for over a week to do any writting.
My self doubt has always been my biggest force in my procrastination. A slight bump, and i am running for the hills, packing up my pens and brushes and hiding them at the back of my cupboard.
When i saw the above picture it made me realise i have to keep going. The story i am writting is both soul searching, but a healing balm at the same time. Will anyone like it when its finished? I dont know, but then it doesn’t really matter, because in the end its my story nobody else’s.
I am also having to learn to slow down a little appreciate the smaller things in life. While i loved yesterday’s energy, i do not want to do that everyday.
I did do some walking today, but my knee wasn’t really liking it. Maybe it was the lungs that my trainer made me do yesterday or the fact that i kneeled down this morning and as i was standing up my knee cracked, which sent pain shooting into my knee.
Anyway i skipped Pilates this afternoon to give my knee a rest, plus i took my time to cook tea tonight. I really love cooking, but i have found since becoming a empty nester i have sort of lost my passion for cooking.
It’s the simple things in life. Rushing never really got us anywhere, besides into knots we do not need.
On a happy note i did book my first adventure for my first hens night.
First hens night i hear, yes i am so spoiled i get to have two. The first one is in Brisbane Qld, with all my friends up there, the second is here in Melbourne Victoria a month later. I am so excited about getting married that i am beginning the festivities five months ahead of time.
Tomorrow my tasks will be
1. 5 am work out
2. Put on some colour and brighten up someones day.
3. No excuses some Pilates and writting.