This month wore me down. Projects for work were taking longer than I wanted. The Halloween costumes consumed all creative time. I was tired and cranky for weeks. I remembered a time when I felt balanced. When I felt a nice tension between work and play. But I had not felt that nice tension in a long, long time.
Those weeks ended in this weekend. A weekend of feeling sick, sequestering myself to the couch comforted only by the Patriots heroic defeat of Dallas last night. I was 'sick' but only vaguely so. The 'sick' just looked like a tired, achy body. Dave was sick too, but he was sneezing and coughing and more recognizably sick. We were pathetic and I think if Andrew knew the message involved in rolling his eyes, he would have rolled them.
And then came today. A step out of the valley. I am still a little sick. Sipping tea and taking it slow, but I'm not on the couch. I did my work today, completed today's work goals in two hours' time. I did an arty activity with Andrew. I am in the middle of laundry. And, as I write this, am facing a creative time that will in no way involve sewing. In every way it will involve paper.
So, today is a day to step back into the balance that I like my life to look like. I am hopeful and joyful and relaxed. I have peace.
And, to top it all off, I got a box in the mail today with nice smelling, hand scrubby, luxury skin love.
I love leaving you, Valley.
I'll see you in a few months.
(because, he always seem to come back, right?)
2 comments:
I am glad things are looking up. I am glad someone sent you comfort in the mail. It was good thinking. You know what they say:
"Yea though I walk through the shadow of the valley of death, thy nice smelling, hand scrubby, luxury skin love shall comfort me. Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life."
seriously. You ain't kidding.
and, I ordered it myself. It was good thinking myself.
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