And we made it home! As much as I adored The Clearwater River Escape, there is something so wonderful about walking in one's door and executing a graceless WWE-like move into one's comfy bed.
Yes, I do have a flair for the dramatic, at least when it comes to coming home.馃榿
Speaking of dramatic, I am procrastinating the starting of my day a bit right now. Last week I had all my schoolwork done by Wednesday, I executed a three day assignment completing marathon of the likes that would make a mid terms cramming student scream, so I could take four days off and enjoy my time with the hubs.
But now, now I sit here at my keyboard, hesitating a bit to dive in.
For you see, I have multiple papers to write this week. Yes, multiple. I have to write an exposition on literature, a chapter analysis in science, an case assessment paper, and a theory paper. That's on top of all of my other assignments this week.
It's going to be a bit of a banger.
Plus, winter is NIGH! As I walked out to the barn this morning to tend to the hens (AND OSCAR THE DUCK), it was quite literally freezing. That of course reminded my homesteading soul that I have to wrap things up around here and my time for doing so is growing slim.
So, after class today, I have to do more than a bit of farming things. I need to work on my small potato project, a thing I will be blogging about soon. I need to organize my food storage. I need to break apart the seed garlic. I need to help stack the firewood. I need to winterize faucets. I need to clean the chimney. I need to put things away. I need, I need, I need!
I'm like the homesteading chore version of Veruca Salt!!馃榿
Honestly though, instead of being all weird and stressed about it, I've got this sense of purpose and peace emanating through my Kat-core. You see, I just got to do something that I haven't done since 2016. I spent three consecutive days resting.
It's amazing what a good, actual rest will do for one's perspective.
So, bring on the composition and endless to-do's! I feel rather rejuvenated!
In fact, I have all sorts of ideas and schemes. Great things are happening all over the place, I just needed to stop and smell the steelhead a bit down on The Clearwater River.
For far too long I have been neglecting being me. Years ago I used to collect rocks and gems. I used to sneak in a hike or two in the wilderness every year. I used to do art.
Illness and adulting have taken so much of my energy and time the past couple of years. It's time to balance the scales a bit.
So while I will always be a bit of a worker bee, tis time to take a bit of this existence for the care and practice of being me.
And I think that is a perfect place to mute this Monday Musing馃槉
And as most of the time, all of the images in this post were taken on the author's marked safe from being a fly fishing lure iPhone.