I remember it clearly: it was an evening last week and I was working on my blog. You should have heard me muttering as I explored my blog’s dashboard, tinkering with the widgets on the side. I heard myself mutter ‘geek! you’re such a geek’ and loving it.
I felt such power and creativity. But it was, say, a Friday night and shouldn’t I be out somewhere being social? Not necessarily. I won’t begin to describe how some days I lounge around the house in the same clothes all day, looking like I hadn’t gotten out of bed. I’m retired, after all, and actually thrive on days such as these when time seems unlimited