Tomorrow I officially move into holiday mode. It’s a planned break and couldn’t have been timed better. The roller coaster of life in the last two weeks has worn me out – physically and emotionally. I can tell my batteries are flat when I didn’t dash for my camera to capture one of the most spectacular sunsets we’ve had this year. I just didn’t have the energy for dashing anywhere.
I’ve been working all week in town delivering two workshops and nine 2 hour coaching sessions. My most intense working week in a long time. Monday was hard – my nerves were still jangling at every bump, creak and passing siren. Tuesday my feet were killing me – I’d not realised how battered and bruised they were from tramping around Christchurch in high girlie working shoes. Wednesday my brain was almost fried – coffee was my saviour to keep me concentrating. Thursday I was high on all the coffee from the day before. Today (Friday) I was sleep deprived and everything took twice as long to do – a nasty quake shake in the middle of the night had me rearranging furniture and digging out our quake emergency pack just in case another shock was going to roll up the valley.
Whilst dealing with all of this is nothing compared to the residents of Christchurch and those people who continue to work on the rescue and relief effort I am declaring myself all done with the excitement of life for a week. I want to slow down and watch the world go by.
There is much to be done in the garden but for now I’m content to let the sun set over the fruit and vegetables. Just enjoy what I see rather than dash around trying to do.
I have plans for reading, relaxing, walking and watching. We have plans to travel to so there will be a little effort required to welcome house sitters but then we’re off for a few days away and some quiet contemplation.
