Time to choose...

There is something wonderful about the first day of the holidays, isn't there.... just the thought of all the possibilities and options there are to choose from. I was lying in bed this morning thinking of what I might do today and even though I continue to wake at 5am, it was such a lovely feeling to run through the things I love to do, and mentally take them out and savour them.

The greatest thing is having the opportunity to direct my own day, instead of being directed. This is something I have been giving a lot of thought to recently, and some things are beginning to fall into place neatly. I think I have found a way to be able to use my talents and to be able to spend time doing the things I believe I am meant to be doing. Everything I have learnt over the past couple of years is, in a way, preparing me for the next phase, and seeing it, and realising what I can learn, makes the waiting easier.

While a lot has been whirling about in my head, I have started talking to some people about it, and the response is wonderful, as are the perfectly timed calls from people like my old boss. People who know how things happen and what is needed. So watch this space......

So today I got on with my quilts, and crawling over the floor of the sewing room pinning things was a delight. Not the floor bit, the pinning. It means that my creation is slowly coming together at last. I love the hand work stage, and that comes next.

I have visited some friends, chatted to others on the phone, and also to my children, and have pottered about the garden doing some tidying and sweeping. Everything is growing so fast now, and around here, the labernum is in flower, and the trees are no longer sticks pointing to the sky. They are covered with new leaves and growth and colour is bursting out everywhere.

Tonight is the Eurovision song contest. This is something one has to see to believe. It is always a source of great mirth here in the UK, and we are all devastated that Ireland's entry of a singing turkey was eliminated in the last round. We always come bottom or 2nd bottom, as the rest of Europe does not like us. But that is fine. Voting is definitely political, and we roll with laughter as the countries name their choices.

I have the option of going to 2 different friends' homes to join them tonight for Eurovision parties, but you know, I may just stay here, curl up on the couch with my quilting, and relax.

That is the beauty of holidays. Time to choose.