It’s been a pretty hectic week. Not flat-out, deadlines-at-every-turn hectic, but enough to make it feel like I haven’t had a minute to myself. (Of course, having Monday off didn’t help things much.)
So today I slowed it right down.
It started with the Friday morning coffee get-together with friends. Normally we’d have a dozen or more people crowded around the table, and several conversations going on at once. But this morning there was only five of us—which is just as well considering we could only get a small table outside.
And you know what? It was kind of nice. It felt a lot more intimate, and I didn’t have to decide which conversation to try and follow as there was just the one most of the time. I’d still like to go back to a “full house” next week, but it was a nice (and very relaxing) change.
After spending most of the morning editing articles for the office newsletter, I was ready for a break. (I’ve also learned to get out of the office after doing major editing so I don’t have to argue with anyone about what I’ve done to their copy.) So I grabbed a book, and headed to my new favourite spot—the grassy areas along the river just near the Teneriffe ferry terminal.
For an hour I sat on the grass under a tree, a slight breeze keeping me nice and cool, reading a book and listening to Brian Eno’s “Thursday Afternoon”. Actually it was quite a strong breeze, which is why I lost my bookmark within seconds of opening the book. But it was still a great way to spend my lunch hour, especially compared to how I spent it yesterday.
About the only sore point (literally) was when I stood up. Sitting cross-legged for an hour is obviously something I’ll have to get used to.
But even as I hobbled back to the office, I was smiling. And you know what? I still am.