Hello January,
yes, I have been procrastinating all morning, despite loads of work I need to finish. Somehow, my brain refuses to focus. Could it be the extra amount of sugar in the post-holiday sugar hangover?
Most probably, yes.
So, what? Should we damp the rest of the last huge cake?
I have taken a step by step adaptation to every day life, but I realise I need extra measures. For example, for the next holiday, whenever this may be, I could plan something else than eating and Netflixing, with or without a lockdown.
Like becoming a TaiChi instructor, (I have practiced for a few years), or learn how to paint online and produce something, or go for walks and discover areas I didn’t know existed in my neighbourhood.
In any case, something that my body would help me for.
And my brain.
But it makes no sense crying over spilt milk, apparently.
So, what is done, is done.
So, before I get back to work, I will plan a future dream holiday.
And just after, I start doing something, like the outline of a chapter 🙂
