Tags: blog life balance, blogging, down time, holidays
So I’ve hit an all time low – this is a post about not wanting to write a post.
It’s only been four days but for some reason blogging has been playing heavily on my mind since the weekend. Maybe it’s because we’ve just had our summer holiday in Cyprus and a pretty wonderful three days in Devon and my priorities have been different. Blogging has seemed of insignificant importance and a sudden wave of fear came over me that I was falling out of love with my blog….it couldn’t be, could it?
Three days basking in the October sunshine lying in the sand dunes. Three days being called madam by young twinkly eyed waiters. Three days waking up in the crispest white sheets with a view across a long sandy beach complete with rock pools and surf dudes.
That’s why I haven’t really felt inclined to blog this week.
As I continued to ponder the fate of my blog this evening whilst sprinkling excessive amounts of tarragon onto chicken thighs absent-mindedly, I wondered when the love would return. And during the course of this evening I think I may have stumbled upon the answer. It came in a flash during an episode of Spooks. Nothing like a bit of conspiracy to get the mind whirring.
So, my conclusion is this. Sometimes life is just more important. And sometimes there isn’t anything particular in life that you care to divulge to the rest of the internet occupying human race.
I am perfectly sure that every other blogger who has nurtured and grown their own little piece of cyberspace has written a post similar to this. So I don’t claim to be breaking ground here, simply justifying to myself why it’s ok not to blog to schedule – a certain amount of times per week, to reach certain visitor stats or comment figures.
And I’ve done it in the only way I know how – by writing a blog post about it.
Oh god…. actually I’ve just realised something – I’ve stopped drinking – maybe that’s what’s done it?! Quick someone get me a glass of red.
Tags: bath, down time, relaxing, Running, The Apprentice, You're Fired
Yes, tonight I had a bath.
Don’t get me wrong, I do wash on a daily basis, but tonight was different.
I didn’t just hop in and out, I lounged in the bath. For ages.
I exfoliated, scrubbed, massaged, soaked….ok maybe too much detail – but I full on lazed in the bath tub. It was heaven.
Also this week, I went for a run. Not just a one-off faddy run, I went for a decent run on Monday – and then I only went again today! I know! I even timed myself and shaved a minute off my first attempt. Any marathons coming up?!
In about 10 minutes I am going to watch The Apprentice, from start to finish. And I’m going to watch You’re Fired afterwards. I’m going to switch off my computer at 8.59pm and not switch it back on. I’m just going to sit. And watch the box.
This might sound like trivial waffle but actually to me, today I feel I’ve reached a little marker point. I’ve reached the stage where I am getting some time back. Don’t get me wrong I’m not an overworked, highly stressed, fragile to breaking point mother who never takes a breath. I’m organised to the point of OCD and always have been, so I enjoy being busy – I like to have a dozen projects and I can’t say no to new opportunities. I even considered a sub blog project today – about housework – I know not one of my better ideas.
I hadn’t been running since before the bear was born which was over two years ago. Ok, I went once when he was 5 weeks old and thought better of it. Things were wobbling around far too much thank you.
I love to run. I have ever been known to sprint the last stretch back to the house, arms outstretched, brushing along the hedge singing to White Snake. Did I actually tell you that?
And of course I love a long hot bath and some time on the sofa in front of the goggle box.
So today my friends has been a mini milestone – I’ve earned back some me time. And I kinda like it.