Wednesday, April 15, 2009

Getting my bearings.....

I am finding it very hard to slot back into a blogging routine, people. Verrrrrry hard. In fact, scratch that. I am finding ANY sort of routine impossible at the moment. I am extremely bad at "pacing" and I am extremely bad at relaxing. I am also unbelievably emotional right now and heaven only knows why. This does not help matters when the slightest irritation is likely to result in floods of tears. And today has been a succession of irritations, believe me.

I can't even blame hormones.

Sigh.

My son is home for a few weeks, and so there is a body in the house. I love my kids. I have just forgotten what it is like to have them around. They are large and have stuff like washing, boxes, bags, and STUFF. And appetites. There are crumbs. And these things make me smile, so stop worrying. I am not losing the plot.
The Easter weekend went by in a flash and now we are back to normal again. The weather has been great and I managed to spend some time in the garden yesterday. I have become quite used to not having the computer on at all during the day and in a way, I don't want to go back to the way it was. Pacing remember. I just feel a little lost at the moment. Stuff like gardening is real and easy. So maybe I will stick to that for a while. And in a few short weeks. my daughter will be here. I can't wait.
I will breeze in and out till I get my bearings, so don't go too far. It may just take some time.

12 comments:

Vee said...

It must be spring fever. I've got something like what you're describing...had two delicious days "off" and find that I'm probably going to require more. It's fine...it's good...it's as it should be. Somehow I'm thinking that your darling girl is going to be just the tonic you've been needing. Enjoy the garden, Linds!

lakeviewer said...

You body is telling you to rest, take it easy and take care of yourself. As long as mother is up and about, everybody is expecting her to be the old self.

Isabelle said...

Diana's coming home? Wonderful!

Laurie in Ca. said...

Linds,

I agree with the comments above and I think gardening is a wonderful outlet and you don't have to do much thinking. I just talk to myself or God and just keep digging and planting. I'll just keep checking in quietly and comment when you post. Love to you.

Love and Hugs, Laurie

Needled Mom said...

I am sure that I will have a hard time getting back to blogging when I get some time as there is so much to do around the house right now. Pacing.....I like that thought.

How wonderful that your daughter will soon be home. I know you will be busy then.

Crystal said...

I knew you were busy with family this weekend but I do miss your frequent posts :) We too love having our kids come home - and then have to adjust to having them home! Please come by whenever you can - enjoy the springtime - and pace yourself as you need to. ((( HUGS )))

P.S. Word verification tonight is 'gracest' - maybe as in God's grace, all of it!

Dawn said...

DC is home for 3 weeks, because his company has furloughed everyone for that time period. It is hard - the rhythm of the house is totally off! So I can relate.

Take care, dear friend!

Anonymous said...

I am in Brisbane. I miss you. Hurry back! No apologies - I am being selfish. Take care.

(Mary )I have forgotten my username)

meggie said...

Don't kid yourself that those hormones are finished with you yet! I am 66 & still get hot flushes. Disgusting!! but true.
With my dud knee, gardening is almost impossible, I need tons of pots I can have at easy reach.

Edith said...

Enjoy your gardening...know you (and your posts) are missed. Take the time you need.

Have a blessed day.

Morning Glory said...

I agree about the hormones. At your young age, they are still alive and well. Take care, my dear, and enjoy the garden.

Linda said...

I do understand Linds. You have had more than enough to leave you a bit emotional just now.
I always look forward to seeing your posts show up in my bloglines-and when I do I will definitely come and visit.
Enjoy this time with your kids.