Last week I talked about writers taking a break. Today is the first day back from a week’s worth of meditation and a train ride to my 2-year-old grandson’s birthday party.
The birthday party was a break of another kind. I love taking the train. Most of the 90 minute trip is along the coast so I get to watch the wonderful Pacific as it splashes against southern California. Cake, kids, ice cream and some real time with my youngest son make for a perfect day.
While on the train I had a brainstorm about how to get to completion on a project dropped by a client. I’ll post about another time. Brainstorms are sometimes worth their weight in gold.
Today, of course, is Monday. I’m trying to get back on track, so to speak. Part of my goal setting/tracking program has blown up which I’m taking as a signal from the Universe to think through again what I really want to give and receive from my writing business. I’ve spent some time fiddling with goal programs on the web. We’ll see.
I’m about caught up with email. I’ve met with my accountability partner over the phone.
I spend at least 45 minutes dealing with ants in the cat food – you know the stuff of life and work.
I’m glad to be back even though I feel a bit disoriented.
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