There’s so much to do here, just now, away from the keyboard.
- We’re going on holiday soon, so I’m gearing up for that
- We’ve just moved a caravan from in front of the house that’s been in situ for years. The land underneath – right by the front door – needs sorting out, now
- Herbalism is a hobby of mine, and wow, there is so much to harvest and process, just now. I make teas, pills and potions for family and friends
- The children are all adults or nearly, but the younger ones still need chauffeuring around and feeding, etc
It’s a lot, but not as much as many people deal with on a daily basis, so I’m not complaining and of course, it’s all enjoyable, so I’m double not complaining, BUT… I suspect it might all be excuses.
What’s really been keeping me from my bookwork, is emotional upset.
It happens to us all, from time to time. “Into each life some rain must fall,” said Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, apparently, and it’s true. Without challenges, sadness and upset, we’d have no progress and, as my youngest child once said, we wouldn’t appreciate the good times.
I bet I’m not the only one whose productivity goes out of the window with my equilibrium, though. Humming contentment, that makes me work, work, work. Grief and trauma makes me want to do anything but work.
Anyway, I’m back at it now, obviously, so things have calmed down again. Life is up and down, huh? Like waves, and waves. All we can do, is learn how to surf.
