So, after my ever-optimistic “Dare to Dream” post last month I headed into March feeling really good about everything. All seemed right in my little world.
I had direction and an end game when it came to my writing. Even if I wasn’t sure how I was going to get there.
I was adjusting to being an empty nester and even looking forward to free weekends that I could start to fill with unfinished projects.
I was in a rhythm at work, busy, but not overloaded. I felt like I was firing on all cylinders.
The first week of March when I started to feel ”out of sorts.” Everything seemed out of whack. My mojo was seriously off and I couldn’t put my finger on it.
OF COURSE THIS MADE ME WONDER…Continue reading “OUT OF SORTS”