Hello dear reader, very nice to see you here today, hope you're well? Yes? Great! Just what I like and need to hear, because I feel like a heavy vehicle has rolled over my head today. Is there a term for the condition of 'post- busy-weekend-with-family exhaustion'?
I collapsed on the sofa with the dogs earlier, covered us all in a blanket, and we had a snooze. I could not concentrate on work at all. When I woke up, I drowsily thought I should probably walk the dogs, and said in a high pitched, feigning excitement kind of voice "walkies". But there was no wagging of tails. I feel like I've come down with the lurgy, which annoys me, because I know it's just a bit of tiredness, and I'm actually being very lazy.
My sister rang earlier, and we talked on skype. Our computer is too old to have a camera, so they can't see my image, but I can see them, and I couldn't believe it! They looked fresh as daisies, happy as larry, like cats who have got the cream, and that's after a seven hour car journey home yesterday! And here's me, feeling like something the cat has dragged through a hedge backwards.
I thought I'd show you a picture of my studio space, demonstrating there's no work going on in there at all, (and I always think it's nice to have a nosy into people's work spaces, don't you?)
I like to think I was demonstrating the joys of prolonging the lives of cut flowers, in taking these photos. Changing the water in your vase every day is meant to help preserve their longevity. I cut a bit off the bottom of the stems, with each change of water (I'm not very good at refreshing it on a daily basis, I have to admit). And the long term result of the nip, nip, nipping is short stemmed roses, being moved from tall vase to short squat vase. And the petals from blooms that have given up the ghost, sitting prettily in this old blue French serving dish. I like to think it looks like it was used to serve brioche or croissants, (something yum anyway).
The promised 'bright eyed/bushy tailed' me didn't fully materialise today, though I have great hopes for tomorrow! I'm hoping my tail will be bushy, and gleaming with good health after a good night's sleep.
I might go and try another "walkies" on the dogs, this time with more of an authoritative tone. Cheerio. Love Vanessa xxx