Alone in the house for 3 days and I feel like I've played hooky because I have been flitting about taking care of menial tasks (or not) and I have not been able to hunker down on a project. What is with that? I broke my routine by taking my laptop into the living room and dining room and started wandering on the internet, checking in on FB way too often, looking for shower curtains for my very preggo friend in NYC, hitting the 'next blog' button to see what was on the other side. I was literally a sloth eating Saturday night party leftovers out of the refrigerator. I watched so much Bravo and HGTV that I was in a self induced coma every night watching the same episodes at 11:00 p.m. (for details, yea right).
This morning I took my computer down to it's usual place and felt like I was coming back to the office after vacation. An odd feeling when I was literally walking past the room for 3 days on my way to the laundry or the loo.
In a way, I think I must have needed a mental break. I took care of immediate business during my sojourn, but there was a difference in the intensity that has been my M.O. for the last several days, weeks, months. I have been literally obsessed with work that I think I just shut down. I found myself completely incognito. What a windfall.
When starting to write this blip of a post, I was feeling incredibly guilty, sheepish, all the things you feel when you've been goofing off from important things like work. But now I realize that I needed to decompress. I mean, even my blog posts were just a picture and a caption. I was completely unmotivated to 'do'. In not doing anything I let my mind wander and ideas came forward. I am more motivated this morning with a direction that is clear. I feel refreshed and motivated. Finally. It feels good to be back.