Day 1 musings over lunch

 This will have nothing to do with being fearless. This is simply my writing exercise to help create a better me for my book. 

She, my glorious human coach, suggested writing about what ever whim or fancy or sadness that was my moment ... just to help the words flow better and get my creative brain functioning. 

So today I write about my hurricane henri sunday ... I have worked two jobs for over a year.  It’s been hard and relentless work 7 days a week trying to catch up with getting my horse healthy and my kids through college. There are moments when I am so exhausted it wears on my nerves and I imagine they are being pulled through my skin as one does a loose thread in an old sweater. I have to remind myself that this is temporary and my husband happily took two jobs to help our families and fulfill my dreams of horse ownership at 48.

So yesterday when the news again in 24 hour outrage fashion states the worst hurricane in 30!years was about to bear down on the state ,  my second job closed. No pay but a day to myself. 

I had cleaned Thursday and finished up lawn work Saturday am , so Sunday , hurricane Sunday , I had the day to do nothing. 

I drank coffee , played video games relentlessly and cooked some because cooking always give me that break between work and home. I love feeding people (and my horse). 

I didn’t shower or get out of my nightie and my husband who was still working his second job kept walking through the room reassuring me that this was a good thing because he knew my mind was on the what I should be doing instead of what I was doing. He told me enough I noticed as my awareness is often lacking. .

As I sit here over lunch today I thank God for that moment to relax, recharge for the next year and for a husband that told me multiple times yesterday that doing nothing is sometimes exactly what is needed. 

ML