It’s almost 5:00 am. I’ve been up for about an hour. My stomach hurts and I keep sneezing. My back hurts a little and my feet feel heavy. I don’t think I’ll be able to do much today. I’ll try to get some rest and stay out of everybody’s way.
I finished the sampler yesterday. It looks great! I think I’ll try to work on something else today. It’s a good thing I brought a couple of my unfinished projects with me. Who could have guessed that I would be so productive!
I like it here. It’s peaceful. I can relax and pretend that I don’t have any worries. I’m glad to be away from daily hectic schedules. I can’t help thinking that more than once this stress has caused plenty of momentary lapses of reason and eventually has lead to frenzy panic attacks which are not necessarily always mine. Tough stuff…
I’m just happy that here I can chill and read my book serenely, even if I do get interrupted by the kids every now and then. I choose to put my book down and tend to their needs. I enjoy it.
I think I have somehow managed to associate home with burdens and worries. Being here, although my days are pretty much the same, my load seems a lot lighter, easier.
Of course a big part of it is due to the fact that I share my responsibilities with Sally. Cleaning, cooking, taking care of the kids, I do it here too, but it really helps knowing that there’s more than one person worrying about the exact same things I do. It gives me peace of mind.
I don’t know what the plans of the day are. I’m hoping to rest a little more today. I’m worried that I might be coming down with something. That would really put a damper on my zen-like state of mind, don’t you think!
I’ll go back to reading my book hoping that this will be another uneventful day.
Thursday, June 18, 2009
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