Life in the slow lane....
It’s a gloriously beautiful Spring evening and I can’t remember what day this is, which isn’t Alzheimer… no it’s called retirement. I’ve had roughly about a little over a month of it to know that I love it. I’ve poured a second glass of wine, lit the mosquito candle (as I discovered 5 areas of attack on my body from yesterday… ugh), grabbed a shawl and parked myself on my patio with the laptop. I call it pure bliss.
This is where I am writing from tonight.... it's my new fav spot |
For once in my life, I am really committed to enjoying the art of simple down-time. I have to remind myself that the ” hurry mode” lodged in my brain will take time to realize I don't have to rush. But in truth it’s a constant struggle to pace myself and know that I don’t have to go full force at breakneck speed to get everything done over the weekend. How successful am I? Well, let’s just say it will be a work in progress and I delegated the task of work/life balance to my “Mr. Right” (Rod) to sternly remind me that I don’t have to accomplish 50 tasks today! It’s a tall order for him, but he has bravely accepted the challenge. J
Here's a few pictures of what puttering looks like....
Nothing makes me happier than getting my little piece of
heaven all ‘gussied up”, here's a quick peek.
Isn't this just the sweetest birdhouse ever?! I can't part with this beauty....Not sure where I'll hang it, but that is just a detail |
Anyway, that's all for now...just a few random thoughts and pictures. Hope your evening is wonderful and more to come. All my best, Gayle. Feel free to drop me a line at Swheatfarmlife@gmail.
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