This year is about CHANGE – my word for the year. Indeed.
I’ve been accepting, adapting, aggravated and rebelling against it for nearly six months. It is the point isn’t it? Change…
Recovering from my car accident last November is a much longer process than anticipated and had no idea that I’d still be talking and writing about it seven months later. However, here I am…the weekly routine of massage, physio, exercises, stretches, fitness classes and of course getting back to my beloved game of Pickleball.
The frustrating part of course is my pain level and how that gets tiring for the mind, and then there is my annoyance at my body for not getting over this quicker. A high expectation of myself I suppose.
It’s all good for me, the routines and strengthening my body, but the actual scheduling and going to the array of appointments is frustrating at times.
What is happening on the inside is good too. A needed diet change. The recognition of what a procrastinator I can be regarding my writing and painting schedule and how to fix that. The simple plan of scheduling into my day-timer like I do everything else is necessary. Why not before now has much to do with putting it off and allowing other invasions of my time to take over. Physio, massage, TV, husband, life, body tired, brain creativity zapped, fun elsewhere…
I’ve been standing on the sidelines watching this retired lady spin her wheels. Make excuses. Put self down and tell self what is the point anyway. Well, self, move over – I know all about you, you big ole critic you.
Truth is, I’ve been having some writing fun posting a series of short entries on the word RETIREMENT and what it means to me, on my Facebook author page.
I’m also looking forward to a pubic reading with my writers group in July.
I painted a small picture in an evening with a group of ladies and it’s motivated me to get that 24 by 24 inch one started for my daughter. I bought the canvas – that is one step.
And the sunshine, oh the sunshine! My garden is busting out in blossom and if you can believe me, there is nothing better than sitting around – lounging – in the midst of multitudes of colors – flowers everywhere, sipping a cup of morning coffee.
It is the best place for day-dreaming.
Even Thomas the cat loves it.
How about you? Did an unexpected life change force you to re-evaluate how you do daily life? What are the highs and lows you are dealing with?