So tomorrow I leave for three weeks with my toddler and two dogs to head to the beach and work remotely. It is a wonderful luxury of my job, my self-employment status. At the same time, it makes me crazy. Eight months pregnant, no AC, no dishwasher, lots of sand - oh, and did I mention it is an island? My darling husband will be away making money (which we totally need). I have yuppie problems, and I know it. (release guilt here)
I am preparing by purchasing my first beach chair, and I already bought some light magazine reading. Oprah is teaching me more simple stress relief and Home and Garden suggests freezing and canning techniques for fruits.
I am bringing lots of heavy books (like this one and this one) that I don't plan on getting to.
Transitions are always a challenge for me, and yet my life seems full of them. I say "BRING IT! Lots of room for practicing the skills of adaptation that I preach!" The monarch transitions so naturally, so today, it is my inspiration. I am off to Mexico in my mind.
Won't you JOIN ME in exploring how to step back, bend to the seasons, and learn what you can?