I woke at 2.54am…. Wide awake for a while…. Tossing and turning.
Then the 6.10am alarm… I was dead to the world. Out for the count. 😆
I didn’t run this morning as the girls were meeting at 5am and running for an hour and I just knew deep down, that I wasn’t up to that.
My increased HRT comes at a price. Running for an hour carrying two giant watermelons, didn’t appeal! 😆😆😘 love me and overshare 😆
Instead I went into work early and helped Ellison tidy up upholstery, after the damage caused by Storm Éowyn. The roof has been fixed so we’re no longer leaking. We had most of it done by 8am!
Work was really busy and passed quickly.
If I’m honest I’m feeling a little bit flat tonight. The blog has been bombing and my ego is trying to question why I bother putting so much effort into it.
That feels so very self indulgent that I don’t want to say it ….. but it is true and I always promised this would be a true reflection of my feelings.
I have written this every day for almost 5 years… I guess it’s ok to question it once in a while.
Come to think of it, the old ego has been having a bit of a go at me all day. I’m ok… maybe just tired.
I’m gonna to sit with my Donna Ashworth books tonight and refocus and listen to what’s it’s telling me.
Stay safe everyone ♥️♥️♥️
The Rambling Sloth 🦥 