I feel like I’m in a very strange place in my life this month.
Due to my recent surgery, I can’t (yet) fully immerse myself in my “normal” life.
I’m not going to the gym.
I’m not traveling or on assignment.
I’m “shooting lightly” – meaning, not very much and with only one camera and one lens.
(No hauling heavy gear for awhile!)
At the same time, I actually feel great physically.
I might be the only woman on earth who found an abdominoplasty easy.
I don’t know quite what to do with myself.
If I felt terrible, I’d be content reading or watching movies.
Instead, I’m restless and pacing.
I don’t *want* to do restful things.
(I also can’t stand being in my own house anymore. It’s SO quiet without Mocha to keep me company.)
I’m trying to use the time wisely …
I’ve been taking care of boring chores like getting my car serviced, and having a few well check-up appointments.
I’m going stir crazy.
Maybe I’ll drive up to L.A. one day this week and take in a museum or two?
When I’m nonstop busy, I always want a few quiet days.
But, in truth, quiet days bore me to tears.