You ever just feel like packing it up and moving it out?  I feel like that now.  I think I feel like this every winter.  I want to move where it's warm all the time.  I want to wake up and see the ocean.  I want to leisurely sit on my deck and plan my day ...  or not plan my day.  I never want to buy another winter coat.  I don't want to answer the phone or send another email.  I want my biggest decision of the day to be what wine I'll have with dinner.  I want to eat and I want to write about eating.  I want my kids to come home for Thanksgiving but I want to travel during Christmas.  I don't want to work until I'm dead.
Let's rewrite this thing ...
I am going to move where it's warm all the time.  I am going to wake up and see the ocean.  I will leisurely sit on my deck and plan my day ...or not plan my day.  I will never buy another winter coat.  I will not answer the phone or send another email.  My biggest decision today will be what wine I'm having with dinner.  I eat and I write about eating.  My kids come home for Thanksgiving and I'm traveling during Christmas.  I will not work until I'm dead.
That's better.
4 comments:
I love Chele.....absolutely love her!
Yeah! I like that rewrite a WHOLE lot better. Looks like I need to do a few "rewrites" my own self!
Amen!
I love it.
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