I don’t know what I was smoking. Someone must have drugged me. I was delusional. I thought I could travel blog. I had visions of myself busting out the laptop on the plane while Melody was watching movies, or in the quiet hours of the evenings after I put Melody to bed and said goodnight to the inlaws. HA!
Now, don’t get the wrong idea. I had a great time. My expectations for the trip as a single parent out of my element with my husband’s family were low. I knew it would be demanding and exhausting, and downright unhealthy. What I didn’t know was that I would really truly enjoy it.
I think the relief from the responsibilities at home and the commitments of my new digital life were welcomed. I liked trying new restaurants along the way, and the highlight had to be the girl time (because of a sitter) I had with my sister in law. Who doesn’t love a half day sans kids enjoying brisk walk in the fall leaves, followed by shoe shopping, followed by mani-pedies, followed by margaritas, followed by drinking wine on the back porch into the wee hours. It was also pretty awesome to see Melody enjoy herself so much. We all had a great time in North Carolina for the wedding, thanks to Tom’s parents and the hotel rooms they got for us.
So here I am, 10 days behind on my quest and a few pounds heavier (maybe more than a few but I don’t want to ever know for sure). I am staring archiving in the face but feeling like I need to start recovery all over again. I have done a little pondering on how I am going to start the archiving phase, but not a whole lot. I think I am going to start with cleansing the desk where I am writing this. I’ll take a picture tomorrow before I start dismantling the clutter, so you can see it. Anybody have any good books on organizing they can recommend?