It is not surprising that my biggest word for 2016 was Home. I wrote about Home and Identity many times on these pages this year. With all the travelling I have done, coming back home was awesome. I enjoy travelling and seeing new places and I do it because I know I have my home to come back to, to ground, recharge and reconnect with myself.
I’m going to be traveling again today and will in all likelihood not get to blog tonight, nor visit your blogs.
I’m making my way from Lisbon to Barcelona to meet up with my colleagues from around the world for our annual international coach camp.
I was supposed to fly to Barcelona on Friday and postponed it because what I thought was a mild cold turned out to be a bit more serious. A trip to the airport turned into a trip to the hospital for some treatment. There was an element of the unknown because I’m not in my home country.
Back home in South Africa it’s a quick trip to the doctor who has my medical file and my medical insurance details. Here, in Portugal it’s different. I don’t know any doctors and getting medical help works differently here with the NHS type of service.
In any event, I got well attended to at a private hospital. I’m on meds, and after sleeping the whole of Friday and most of yesterday I’m feeling a lot better.
So, no wild weekend in Barcelona. But my health is more important.
Until then, then.
If we were having coffee we’d talk about 12 days. You know when you haven’t blogged for 12 days and you feel guilty but you can’t muster up the courage to start again because…because…hrmph!?
But you feel guilty, oh so guilty! And despite all the training you’ve done and all the stuff you know about how useless guilt is that you still feel it? Hrmphhhhhhhh…yes, welll…
They (who’s they?) say that it takes 21 days to create a new habit. How long does it take to lose one? I have no clue and it could be a coincidence that 12 days is the inverse of 21 days if you swop the numbers around. Just saying *hashtag*.
No sympathy please, no sympathy. Really, yes, no sympathy!
If we were having coffee I’d tell you that I spent a glorious 2 weeks in Portugal, took loads of photos, experienced new things and learned a lot from people much smarter than me.
So it’s not like I have no material to write about.
Procrastination abounds and knows no bounds…
This weekend is the first one in a long time where I have, blissfully, nothing planned. Absolutely nothing but pyjama days as I soak up the weak rays of the sun trying to find warmth in our cool autumn and break the cycle of blogging procrastination. So, until next time I leave you with the following message:
Weekend coffee share hosted by Diana from Part Time Monster.
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Hello all, I’m on holiday and my intention is to blog as often as possible. I’m taking lots of pics and some of them will make it onto these pages.
I’m in Portugal and what’s playing havoc with my internal clock is the fact that the sun sets well after 20h30. Even in summer it is dark at this time in South Africa, so when it gets dark where I am now, I realise how late it is already.
I will post as often as I can – I did the WordPress Weekly Challenge – you can find it here. Hope you enjoy it.