Sweet holy moses this week was a marathon and then a stroll! This was one of those four day doubles with each shift at opposite ends of the day, followed by three days off in a row. I was supposed to be in Queensland for little big brother’s birthday this weekend, but some trickiness I let slip by me tangled those plans up. Still, the realisation that I had too many spinning plates stacked a little too high got me ticking overdue boxes and slowing it right down this weekend.
I seem to have finessed all my gym hours, including pt sessions, into four days now, which leaves the top half of every week wide open for whatever. That means longer writing sessions, more saying yes to random calls to adventure, more reading, more hearing other peoples’ stories. It’s not so much about goals and deadlines anymore as it is about balance and harmony. When the destination can be the path you can always be setting out, on your way and already there. <3!