3rd day with the house to myself. I’ve gone out a bit each day, but also tried to accomplish a few things around here.
Did a bit of crafts stuff just because I have to eat the frog. Managed some dot painting and some more HTV (didn’t turn out too well, but I tried). Spent some time yesterday trying to get a friend to start climbing out of a massive depression that is being managed by abusing whatever substances are at hand. I am reminded that 1) it’s not my life, 2) I have my own life, and 3) it’s not my life. Managed to move on.
Contemplating the countdown to Europe and practiced French rigorously this morning. Watched a couple of YouTube travel videos for Rome – pretty sure I’m going to be whipped by the time we get there but I am so excited to see the Sistine Chapel.
Weather is truly spectacular – mid-50’s in the night and upper 70’s in the day. Between this incredibly beautiful season and not having to work (or even think about work) I am finally relaxing. I am losing a sense of urgency about everything. I feel better able to continue to manage what has been unmanageable clutter here at the house – and feel no compulsion to do it all at once.
I’m going outside to read. Seriously.❤