That balance thing has gotten me again. With entertaining the in-laws (fun), learning new programming techniques for work (fun), and the upcoming concert for the choir I sing in (fun, but what was I thinking?) I’ve been lax with my blogging and writing. If anyone is actually reading this, I apologize for my silence.
There’s a fine line for me between too much to do and too little. Too much is obviously a real stressor, but too little depresses me. Excessive free time means too much time to think about all the things that are wrong with my life. Not that I have such a horrible life, but give me enough time to dwell on it and I can make it seem so.
Fortunately, too much free time has not been an issue lately. Plus Spring is springing! I can tell by the blooming lilacs outside my window, even though I still have to light a fire in the woodstove most days. (Global warming? Really? I think a better term would be Global Chaos, which is no better.)
But who could be sad with Spring in the wings? Not me.
There’s a fine line for me between too much to do and too little. Too much is obviously a real stressor, but too little depresses me. Excessive free time means too much time to think about all the things that are wrong with my life. Not that I have such a horrible life, but give me enough time to dwell on it and I can make it seem so.
Fortunately, too much free time has not been an issue lately. Plus Spring is springing! I can tell by the blooming lilacs outside my window, even though I still have to light a fire in the woodstove most days. (Global warming? Really? I think a better term would be Global Chaos, which is no better.)
But who could be sad with Spring in the wings? Not me.
