June 2, 2013
Weight: 170 pounds…plus a dozen Talenti gelato pints.
Alcohol Units: Dozens.
TV Shows Watched: Oh, Thousands.
It all began on New Year’s Day in my thirty-second year of being single. Once again, I found myself alone, but unlike Bridget Jones, my mother didn’t have a turkey curry buffet or try to set me up. So unfortunately, there’s no Colin Firth in this story.
There is a new job (though I’m already six months in), family drama, and a whole lot of Murder, She Wrote, however.
And as those who know me best realize, when I’m feeling pressure from all fronts, I shut down. I don’t like this part of myself, but I am fully aware of it. The thing to go first? The blog.
I’ve got at least a dozen draft reviews sitting, waiting for me to edit and publish them, but each time I sit down at the computer, I stare at the screen a bit and then just get up and go do something else.
My email inboxes are overflowing. My desks (both work and home) are disaster areas, and even my home, which you guys know I love and adore, is a bit of a danger zone as well. And I need a recharge desperately. I’ve continued to read blogs mostly, but today, I hit “mark all as read” and wished there were a similar button for life in general.
How do you best recharge? I think I’m in need of direction. 🙂
Now I’m off to Bedfordshire. We’ll chat soon.