It is officially that time of year when I check out. Or would that be check in?
No more driving all over the place, running errands, taking meetings, doing lunches.
Not off the grid, just off the roads.
I work hard to do my share most of the year, stockpiling you might say.
Collecting hugs and smiles, social time and laughter, craft supplies and story ideas,
so come the wicked wicked winter, I’m content to stay in my warm abode and create.
I look forward to it. I revel in it. I don’t mind at all.
I actually get stuff done. At home. Imagine that.
Baby, it’s cold outside, so guess where you’ll find me?
What’s better than a beach?
Well, nothing, but a hot cup of tea, a cozy blanket and a good book come close.
Whatever your winter preferences, inside or outside, be smart, be safe.
I’ll accomplish much and emerge in the Spring refreshed and raring to go — outside.
Until then, you can find me here.
(literally here, online, all the time…)
Reblogged this on The Life and Times of Poopwa Foley and commented:
Good one, Mary