For the past week Aidan and Steve have been down in Victoria visiting his side of the family and they’re not due back for a few more days. I looked forward to my week of self indulgent alone time and I was so very sure it would be productive and enlightening… oh how wrong was I.
I am a “people-person”.
Apparently a “people-person” doesn’t adjust too well to solitude especially when they’re sick, miserable and in need of a slave. I couldn’t write, I couldn’t take pictures and I couldn’t even be arsed walking to the letterbox to clear out the junkmail. It was getting dire and I did the adult thing and chose not to whinge about it on my blog… I called my Mum instead and whinged to her.
I had so many exciting things planned and almost none of them happened. I didn’t have a car, nothing good on TV and none of my friends could visit me because I’d come down with the plague. Instead I lay slumped on the couch watching Gossip Girl, TrueBlood and United States of Tara on DVD and eating ice cream whilst chained to a box of tissues. When I did pick up my computer to write, the words became all befuddled and my brain started to hurt.
The whole situation sucked balls.
For the most part I’m better. I’ve taken the whole plague thing as a sign that I needed to slow down. Obviously my subconscious told my body that Aidan was going to be away for the week and it planned to shut down without telling me. Today though I’ve been taking it easy working on a few video tutorials and planning my big day in the city tomorrow for #brf11.
I’m disappointed I didn’t achieve as much as I’d set out to while they were away but I did get my nails done and to be completely honest the sleep in’s have been absolutely magical… on Monday I woke up at 1:30 in the afternoon!