The past few months – particularly the few weeks just gone – I have found myself really digging deep to find something to blog about. But life, right now, is silent. Metaphorically at least.
A new job, a new city, and some very exciting things I have to keep shtum about are all keeping me quiet.
Literally speaking, life couldn’t be louder. I’ve got twelve plates spinning at any one time (I’m sure you know the feeling) and I live with someone who might definitely be the loudest person on the planet – quite a feat considering my ears don’t always play ball.
But I’m at a loss for words (at least any of the worthwhile kind).
I’ve been muddling along with edits, checking off lists in my head, but never getting round to sitting and doing the things I love most. Writing, drawing, reading, or even just painting my nails.
We all run around like crazy people, trying to keep up with life, but in the end it’s life that should be kept on its toes, not us.
This week has opened my eyes up to the time I actually could save and the things I could do if I wasn’t worrying about spinning plates.
I’ve had no one at home to blame as a distraction (or use as a distraction), I’ve been cycling to work so I’ve felt more productive and spent less time commuting, and I’ve actually got into the routine of turning the TV off after I’ve eaten and instead I’m doing things like this. Things that make me happy.
I’ve finished reading a book I’ve been grazing for weeks, I’ve done edits on my own book, and I’ve even sorted out my room and sacked off my chair of clean clothes for one I can actually sit on.
I’m preparing myself for the three day weekend I’m having where all of this good fortune and clever plate spinning no doubt gets compromised and the return of the human megaphone brings me back to reality.
But… here’s hoping that isn’t going to happen. Or that I can manage it a bit better.
I’m making cycling to work a permanent fixture (in dry weather – let’s be realistic) and I’m hoping the addition of classes at the gym will mean I have more structured evenings (and abs – a girl can dream).
But my main mission is to update this blog more, maybe not every week, but once or twice a month when I feel I have something to say. (I’m hoping this post makes me accountable for my actions so if you don’t hear from me, I deserve a gentle nudge!)
I hope you’re all on top of your own spinning plates and making the most of the time you have in life to really live.