I have the doors, but I haven’t written about the doors, so I’ll write about them for Thursday Doors for next week. I’z all curfubbled (NOT A WORD UNTIL NOW!) today since today began with me, in a half-sleepy stupor, wondering if it was a day I had to go to work. I came to consciousness just enough to mutter Expletive….. it’s only Thursday…. This week has been jammed packed with enough week to have it be over already; alas, there’s one more day to go. To get myself through, I’ve spent this afternoon looking forward, and I came up with a new thing I’m gonna do, just for me.
See, I spend money on taxes and gas and the requirements of adulting. I spend an inordinate amount of time, a far more precious commodity, doing this or that for him, her, and the others. I’ve carved out me / introvert recharging time for meself, but haven’t been able to so with regularity. I decided that needed to change this afternoon.
I have booked myself a room at a lovely hotel for a night upcoming, in a room with a fireplace and a writing desk and a super comfy looking bed.
I will take my laptop and my notebook and pen. I will write. I will pack my sneakers and my actual DSLR camera. I will walk and snap pics (DOORS!).
As I do when I travel anywhere, I made a lil’ book — Tara’s Guide to (Town Name) — this afternoon (I like knowing where I’m going). It includes a few restaurants I spied on the Internets and a local spot or two I may want to check out if I decide to do something other than sleep or write.
If it rains or snows, I’ll don a cute poncho and/or boots, or just stay put and write more, or read. THIS LIL’ RETREAT IS HAPPENING, NO MATTER WHAT THE WEATHER. And, EXECUTIVE DECISION — this is just the first one of this new year. There. Will. Be. More. I shall re-treat myself to this semi-regularly (I’m still toying with monthly versus bi-monthly, day trips with no overnight stays versus always staying somewhere, even if it’s close).
~ If I can do all the things I’m supposed to do, I shall reward myself by doing more of all the things I WANT to do waaaayyyyyyyyyyy more often than I have. ~
Ah, some time away, with Muse (if she shows) and the most pleasant company of all (that’s me). Shall I send myself a postcard? … Having a great time. So glad you’re here.