My enforced rest time has got me thinking.
I love teaching but it has completely taken over my life.
Next term, once the operation is done, I shall just do odd days of supply.
It feels strange to have leisure time back, that worries me, as I realise just what a workaholic I had become.
I did a little stamping the other day. It may become a card. I am in a lot of pain so it's hard to settle to do much.
I have a lot of time on my hands and lots of time to think.
I am seeking greater balance in my life. I am remembering things which brought me joy and am re~introducing them into my life.
It is odd to think "what shall I do today?" Every minute was bound up with school work. Now I am free.
My world had become very black and white but I am beginning to see colours again.
I would never have chosen to be poorly but it has made me take stock.
Even this cloud has had a silver lining.