The Singlestream has been silent for some time. There are reasons for this.
THE FIRST is that Bushlings has been consumed with work. It has invaded my dreams with deductibles and profit shares, has usurped the place of writing in my mornings with blackberry checks and emails, and completely depleted my energy stores. Many a 3 a.m. has found me fully dressed and fast asleep on my sofa where I took a stop to ‘catch my breath’ with Lola curled up next to me and Julius’ hairy tail in my face. Just begging for a New Year’s Resolution is my work-life balance.
THE SECOND is that I have engaged a life coach. She is in New York, we meet on skype weekly, and she rocks. The first task we zoomed in on was my work-life balance in situation number 1 above as part of my general foundation of wellbeing. But as so much heavy stuff has shifted to the surface and so many deeply personal discoveries have been made, I have struggled to write in my customary flippant voice. There’s a lot of work to be done on me and my New Year’s Resolution is going to be packed tight with things dug out of this particularly fertile self-excavation.
But THE THIRD and scariest of all is my hair. It has grown and grown hidden by bunches of tight curls. The longer it grows the curlier it gets and the curls bounce up at their loosest around my ear lobes. I don’t know how I got the great idea to take the blowdryer to it. And the flat iron. But BAM there it was. Straight as an arrow and brushing my shoulders! The time has come and my Resolution is complete.
What do I do NOW?!
Sounds like another New Year’s Resolution? We shall see…