Eighteenth days since i wrote anything. I have thought about it every day, but this is what happened.
True story here. Its pretty much how i looked.
My imagination was sapped. For two weeks i was away with work. There was a three hour time difference and for the life of me i just couldn’t find the energy to write.
I did listen to a book, i spent time with my daughter and my two grandsons, who live in the city i went too. I worked, i went to the U2 concert ( which was amazing). I came home and still just didnt have the energy.
The last couple of months have been huge, with party’s, funerals, illness, work commitments, and planning a wedding that is quickly coming soon.
I think i just needed to rest. Being away for a couple of weeks with work, did offer me the time to just to unwind. It was not hard or taxing work, but active in a good way.
There was no house work, limited cooking, i was pampered by room service in a five star hotel. I got to see lots of interesting things, got to fly in business class, and i got paid to do all these things.
I am a lucky girl, back to reality now. Sigh…………..
My tasks for tomorrow will be
1. Some gardening. Procrastination has hit me concerning that chore again.
2. Do some good writting
3. Dont take myself to seriously