It's the last day of my holidays, it's noon and I'm in my pajamas. It's time to decide. What do I want to get out of the last afternoon of holidays before I am back at work tomorrow and getting my head around a new job, new place, new people?
It's silly. I'm getting panicked. I want to do this, I want time for that. Why does the end of the holidays always feel like the end of existence? It will be the weekend in 2 days time and a long one at that. And after that even, there will be others.
I want to take a bath. I want to catch up with all my favourite blogs and visit new people who've left me messages,which of course will lead to the discovery of new places I want to explore. I want to go op shopping and out for a sweet treat. There was a great jacket I wanted to check out at the vintage clothes shop up the road. Then in the craft room I have a shelf waiting to be housed and some reorganising to go along with it. There are collages in progress that would love to be worked on and a few ideas for some new work that I'd love to start on too. Hmmm, what else. Oh, there's a little bit of tidy up to do around the house and the online shopping I promised myself last week. Presents for my nephews' birthdays on Saturday aren't started and should probably be a priority. It would be great to take my art swap pictures to the framer.
Phew! BREATHE! Nope, no way I can fit all that into one afternoon. Time to stop, relax and see where the afternoon takes me.