So today I am mooching the net for clothes, shoes, handbags, baby items, musical instruments, make-up, cakes, books, Pelham Puppets, tea services…you know, the usual. The thing is, when I actually sit down and have time on my hands, I just don’t know what to do with it, I am so used to being busy and having 101 things ‘to do’ when I stop and just ‘relax’ my mind starts racing with things I could or should be doing, plotting the next project or holiday, looking at ways of promoting my business or Adam’s, thinking of friends and families birthdays and what to do for them I just can’t seem to ‘switch off’. Is this a good thing? My husband thinks I’m a crack-pot, I am inclined to believe him. Anyway I don’t even know where I am going with this rant, I do believe I am just filling my time with something as I ‘relax’. Although as I glance about the living room I do notice that it could possibly do with a tidy as I have a couple of little notes sitting on the mantel piece, a couple of books in a pile at my side and Ooooh dear lord, the bay window… hmmmm not messy as such, more, dirty, thanks to grubby cat paws being all over it. Well that’s a five second clean up job waiting to happen. I could clean the Kitchen, but as it is the hub of my work place at present it is cleaned regularly anyway, and as I am ‘relaxing’ I am avoiding the kitchen, for now anyway, I still have to cook dinner later.
It’s been a long morning, my son has been none stop crying, think he has a cold coming, and no amount of attention will squash it, but after a bath about half an hour ago he seems a little calmer. I think when he has gone to bed tonight I may just try the bath method for myself, after I have done my hair… best pin it up well though or it will look like a blood bath. Right I’ve rambled on for far too long, about absolutely nothing specific, rather sorry about that if you are reading and was hoping for some quip or anecdote or some info on cakes, but nope, I have a baby who is screaming intermittently in my ear whilst I am ‘relaxing’ and can’t really focus completely well on winding down or babble coherently!
This relaxing thing, is really quite stressful.