This is the first weekend I’ve actually been at home in over a month. RWA, visiting my daughter, a friend’s daughter’s wedding, family vacay, book signings, have all drawn me away from my home every weekend since the beginning of july.
Next weekend I have another book event which I mention below. But for now, I’ve got nowhere to go or be for the next 48 hours.
I’m laughing right now because I almost feel a little lost…what should I do with my free time?
I could always clean the house – give it a good scrubbing from top to bottom but…no.
I could go shopping. SInce I’ve lost all my weight I need new clothes because my old ones are hanging on me. The thought of being around people – hordes of people – isn’t doing it for me, emotionally, so…no.
I could tackle the projects I’ve been putting off lately due to travel and book deadlines, like the scrapbook I want to make for my daughter about her engagement, wedding, and first baby’s birth. I’ve got all the pieces, I just need to sit down and put it together. Alas, the thought of doing that isn’t sparking joy in my right at this moment.
I could write. I’ve got a book I need to finish by the end of the month and then get to edits. It’s due to release on 11.1 and I am not even half way thru the first draft. But I’ve been carving out writing time all week and have added 10,000k words since last weekend, so I feel I deserve a break.
The weather is supposed to be in the 80s here today, with little humidity. I’ll take Maple on her 5 miler this morning and then I’m going to…
Read. I’m gonna hang out on my favorite room in my house – my four seasons room – and just…read.
Bliss.
Heaven.
Relaxing.
Soul-energizing.
Just read.
Whew. Glad that decision is made. It was exhausting figuring out what to do, LOL!









