With family in town, some of my daily habits went out the window for a few days. I’m trying to get back into a routine sooner rather than later.
I miss having entire days at home to do whatever I please. I miss reading, writing, blogging, and dancing.
My body’s internal clock has been thrown out of whack as well. I’ve had to adjust, adapt.
I’m looking forward to catching up. More like I look forward to being caught up.
I have a lot of ground to cover. Still, I wouldn’t change a thing. I have no regrets. I can’t remember the last time I dropped expectations of getting work done and allowed myself to just have fun.
I feel thankful that I have the freedom to live such a flexible lifestyle.
Even though I do the same few things almost every single day, no day is exactly the same.
I can’t predict the future. I don’t know what tomorrow has in store. Let’s just say I’m always excited for new adventures.
Even the simplest activities can be a blast with the right company.
I need to live my life. After all, many stories are born out of new experiences. That said, I’m ready to return to my old routines.
Going forward, I will try to push myself. Instead of stopping out of laziness, I’ll challenge myself to go a little further.