I've been spending the last couple of weeks puttering around the house. My next 2 mural projects are on hold til the clients decide when and what to do. I should have been working on them by now, but what will happen is that everything will hit at once when I'm also trying to substitute teach. It's been a forced vacation. . .and sorely needed. I realized that I haven't really had but 2 real vacations in (ugh) 20 years. I've enjoyed these weeks to do what I want to do, to get my house in order, to read, to babysit, to walk, catch up on some web work, to stare at the sky and the stars. I nearly tripped over the dog last night staring at either a satellite or something moving WAY up high.
My 50th Bday is around the corner in August. I joined a gym and am really looking forward to getting strong again. I'm going to work with weights which has always been enjoyable for me. Add that to already walking twice a day and I know that I'll be feeling healthier. 50 is just not the 50 of our grandparents. I'm excited to enter this phase of my life!
I think 50 won't be so bad!