You sit down, resolve to write on your blog every day again, make a blog post to that effect and then realize that it’s Mardi Gras and your plans and intentions are meaningless. For the past 10 days I have been bouncing from parade to party and at first also balancing work and home. Conversations centered around costumes, transportation around parades, weather, and drinks. Then it got epic, as it does and work stopped, home became a feather and glitter filled mess with a dog who wondered where I kept going. But it was fabulous and I had such a great time. My body still aches from all the dancing, walking, and merriment but I wouldn’t have it any other way.
Tomorrow is back to reality and hopefully I’ll find time to clean my house and re-organize my costumes so they aren’t just piles of clothes. But for now, I’m just laying around, enjoying the day off of work and parties and thankful I live in such a wonderful place!
Forced Gratitude 