Writing is as relaxing to me as knitting is to others, so what's with all of the avoidance behaviors? My ten-minute bike ride turned into twenty, then I drove the car across town for just one item. Having a strict rule against the latter, and doing it anyway, showed me it was time to sit down and write my post before I do something I really regret. But as I turned on my laptop, the mood just wasn't right. As much as I treasure the little space on our upstairs landing, where words usually flow from my keyboard, I desperately needed a change of venue.
Looking around for electrical outlets in this old house wasn't a problem; there are several. Today, though, choosing a place to plug in felt like work to me. I just wasn't, as they say, "feelin' it". In the back of my mind were some words I had heard recently on the radio, "Sitting is the new smoking, in regards to healthy living". That thought cut the possibilities down considerably. So I headed out to the garage. Something about setting up in my husband's man-cave gave me a boost of energy. I really woke up when I remembered he had just installed a new window facing our morning glories. To top it all off, the window is high and horizontal with a shelf right below it. To work there, I had to stand up. Love it! Not only was I able to write semi-outdoors with a beautiful view right in front of my face, I also got to think on my feet. It was refreshing! And now, I'm done. Change is good.
I chose this photo, "Lightening Stone", because I don't usually photograph all colors of beach glass together. I usually have a color theme, but change is good sometimes.
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