The soft sound of rainfall can be heard through my barely open window. I could not have asked for better weather during these seven days. It’s been sunny and warm the whole time.
I rested, but I got a lot done, too. I cleaned for days, but I wrote too, and last Friday I read one of my pieces at an open mic in town. I’d been stressing about it all week so I’m glad I got that over with. It wasn’t as awful as I’d imagined and my son and his girlfriend came to support, though they arrived just as I was stepping off the stage.
The highlight of the evening for me was to meet my TWSO cohorts and the very delicious elderflower and cucumber gin tonic that I had, which I had to replicate yesterday because it was the perfect drink to sip on a warm sunny day.
I have to admit that the less expendable time I have, the more precious it is. I savoured every single day that I had off, and while I didn’t get as much done as I’d hoped, everything I did was done with an elevated sense of mindfulness and appreciation.