hanging on by what is left of my fingernails.
but only just. truly.
you know when you start to wonder what the point is of all the various things you are ? the work, the wife, the mother, the carer, the friend, the craft ... uh huh. i feel like i have been letting people down on various levels and in various ways. and forgetting things that normally i would not.
but tomorrow we are flying to warmer climes for 2 whole weeks. i cannot remember a time when i have been so desperate for a holiday.
i have started the packing. and there will be no craft. none. a sketchbook, yes. but no knitting or sewing. feels kind of odd but so very necessary. my brain needs time to reboot. my body needs time to relax. my back needs to recline. my energy levels need to refresh. my anxiety needs time to realign. and my fingernails need time to regrow. okay, so maybe that last part won't happen but it would be a wonderful bonus!
