Crazy days, crazy weeks.

Not enough hours in any day to do everything I want and need to do. That means making choices of what's most important.

These last few weeks, family and friends have won out. Writing, reading, blogging and visiting my friends in the blogosphere have all lost out. Its hard at any one time to make time for everything.

I miss my writing the most, I'm still writing in my journal almost daily but no fiction, no non-fiction and very little blogging. My creative juices are feeling unloved and unappreciated.

Despite my lack of normal relaxation processes, I do feel somewhat relaxed and rejuvenated. Hubby and I had a night away last night, out for tea and then an executive spa room at a local hotel. Much needed and greatly appreciated.

Hubby is away next weekend for the long weekend - boys working weekend away, doing the concreting at a friends holiday home which is under construction. Also an excuse to drink copious amounts of alcohol because somehow that eases the aches and pains of a hard days labour.

The invitation is there for me to go, but I'm thinking it's an awesome peaceful weekend for me and my writing. Concrete and beer in cold, wet weather aren't that exciting, I'll wait for the celebration party of the finished product. Which hopefully will happen in warmer weather.

It's rained almost non stop for two days, last night the weather people were saying we've had 80mm of rain across the city. Today is the second day of winter and it's cold and very wet. I'm about done with winter already.

Tomorrow is week 3 of property management for me, it's getting a little easier, or maybe just not as daunting and scary. Every day I come home feeling like I've run a marathon, hence why I'm not even writing at night - just too exhausted.

A number of you are going into school holidays and summer weather - how I envy you all. Hope everyone is finding time to relax where ever they are.

Cheers, Fi