Time management is always an issue for me but less so now than when I first ‘retired’ 12 years ago. In the interim I have learned to smell more roses and catch up on more reading. That said the first five months of this year were pretty hectic and I knew that going in. Obligations to speak were booked a year out as were exhibits, shipping work hither and yon and going to France.
I greatly anticipated June 1 as being finally ‘my time’ which was promptly re-arranged when life intervened and my husband suffered an embolism & complications. So June has primarily been a wash although I have gotten back into the studio and am creating new work in between lots of trips down the freeway to ongoing doctors’ appointments. A big help was resigning as his personal secretary which freed up my energy to make art while he could sit on the phone all day.
After two surgical consultations of my own today I decided to have a total knee replacement on my right leg. Neither knee is in great shape but the bone-on-bone of this one has greatly impacted my lifestyle.
With all the ‘corrective surgery’ I have had already I never thought it possible that this could be fixed. I had come to a place of stoic acceptance so I was quite shocked to learn that indeed it can be replaced. Naturally I am nervous about more surgery and what if I end up in worse shape? I have been reassured that is unlikely and while I have heard of all kinds of alternative plans none cures the problem like surgery. So with great faith in surgeon #2 I am consenting to go forward. Rather than work myself into an anxious lather about this I will root out my positive thinking cap and wear it from here on out.
The surgeon’s schedule brings me into September as the next available opportunity. Now instead of relaxing in the remaining lazy days of summer I am thinking I must get downstairs and print some fabric which I have resisted (no pun intended) for months. And I need to make more work. And I need to finish a marketing project and so on and so on …
The world would not end if I did none of this and just declared the remainder of this year as ‘my six months holiday.’ Maybe I will…who knows?!