I sure do! I’ve been tired for days. Now, I’m ready for another one. I’ve had enough of TV. It is my poor husband’s lifeline. It’s been on practically 24/7 since we got home.

Me? I’ve been riding my bike and reading in my hammock. Escaping the noise. I’ve even written a bit. Nothing good, 😂. It will sit there haunting me until I get inspired.

I mean, who really needs a story about a yeti shifter truck driver? 😆

Don’t even question my mind. It spirals to some crazy places. When my husband asked what it was I was writing, he’s like, interesting, and chuckled.

What I need is discipline. Discipline to sit my butt down and write. I figured once I’d retired, I’d have it made in the shade. Nope. I lost all sense of any type of urgency. It shows in my sloth-like release of books.

It’s also needed in other areas of my life. Breaking any type of habit, sends me off on tangents. Especially if they were good habits. At least, good for me. I’m trying to change but it is hard.

I like my relaxed days, but they are too relaxed. I don’t need my physical and mental health to become a pile of goo!

Heading out and seeing new things and places keeps me excited. Here are some of the souvenirs I got. It should surprise no one that I bought books and treats.

My granddaughter likes reading disaster stories. I bought her a comic style book called The Donner Dinner Party. And, of course, this!