We have just had a long weekend and I haven't written a thing. I don't have anything to write.
The weather was grey and overcast, which makes me think it is cold outside but that's an optical illusion. It's still hot out. As I have mentioned before in my blogs, it always rains when hubby wants to go for a ride. This Saturday just gone was no exception. But he did get out over the weekend.
Otherwise we spent the time happily lounging around the house and the pool. A venture out to China town to see the lanterns, which we were too early for. A wander around the mall and an evening of suger highs, was the high point of the weekend.
This is no bad thing. Relaxing and not doing much is a good thing, a very good thing. But I have come to realise that after the last few years I don't know how to do that. It's been flitting from one drama to the next. So now when we get to do nothing we get antsy. There is an impatience, a distrust of sitting still and enjoying the moment.
I say, something to work on.
Now back to scoffing my face on banana cake.
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