There are so many things I think about when I am out walking that I would love to share – then I get home and get busy.  <sigh>

Last Friday morning, I had a great morning walk – the first in weeks that really felt like I was almost back on track with them.  As the days get shorter, I, like many others, am directly affected and wish to spend much more time in bed than I probably should.  So sleeping in until the clocks finally changed was becoming a dangerous norm.  Now that I’ve got sunlight to awaken me again, my morning walks have a chance at resuming at their prescribed early hour, so that I can get the walk in before too much traffic hits the streets and makes it noisy and too unfun!

As I was on my walk last Friday morning, I felt so compelled to share my little journey through the ups and downs, the busy times and making time for me/ hubby/ and how my life gets a bit crazy if I neglect these important aspects.  There was flowery language, deep thoughts and all kinds of impact filled revelations that were going to be expressed. Then I came home and began sewing and just didn’t do it.

Friday evening rolled around and I was able to head out to a great gig and then a post gig visit with friends that was late, but very enjoyable.

That started a weekend of busy moments bookended by enjoyable social time.

Saturday evening took me to City Hall for a lovely event that went very well, until I realized during my finale performance, my static treatment was inadequate, my system of attachment was not functioning properly and I became a broken winged butterfly for the last half of my song.

Will link up to Eurika’s pics here when she uploads them!

I did my best to recover from it, but moments like that can be so disappointing and full of self recrimination – should haves and would haves that really only help in the “hindsight is 20/20” department.  At least I had great company and we continued on to support a friend at another social event that was a lot of fun.

Sunday took us to Montreal. Family visits with the in-laws are always an adventure, and being there to celebrate my father-in-law’s birthday was great.  The live fish being cooked and served to us was a new concept for me, and one I really have to think about in the future { filed under: things that make me consider going vegetarian for real}.  The drive back was punctuated by a quick stop off the highway to deliver a client’s bag of goodies that made her life and mine much easier, and it gave me a quick break from the headlights in the rearview.

Then Fortune smiled and provided a parking space directly in front of our favourite Shawarma place on Dalhousie and @wtl was able to pop in to get us some much needed Lebanese food to round out the international fare of the day – we started with good ole Canadian food { Tim Horton’s}! And Scott Pilgrim Versus the World entertained us as we wound down after a fairly busy weekend.

Thus today = taking time off for me.  I needed my hair trimmed- done.  I wanted to simply write a bit of personal journey stuff – doing that now. I also wanted to do some retile therapy – about to head off to do that shortly as I go pick up some shirts for @wtl.

And I am glad to be able to take some time for me – I love my friends and family, but really do need that quiet time to recharge and take a break from it all.  And when I don’t, I suffer for it – which means those around me suffer for it.

So, a few more hours of me time, then off to teach classes tonight – choreographies are pretty much done, but I need to video tape them for the learning process and then we talk costumes.  Tomorrow night = classes and then a gig.  Next weekend = more gigs and a craft sale.  Each weekend has something booked or the potential of something to be booked.

Monday’s will once again be my time off methinks, making Monday a good day.