Time Out

I was put in time out today.  Having recently returned from a quick trip to Montreal with what appears to be the onset of pneumonia, my friend suggested I needed a "timeout".  I immediately panicked.  What do you mean "time out". My mind started to race.  No way.  I cannot.  Gifts to buy.  Meetings to take.  "What was that you said?  I'm sorry I can't hear you for the coughing."

That was right before I had to sit down due to dizziness (to which I am not prone).  So maybe she had a point.  What would happen if I stopped running around and just let things "take their natural course" as my grandmother used to say?  (Little voice inside my head:  "Are you crazy?  It's the holidays!")   But I'm going to try.  Here's the plan.

Step 1...turn off the phone.  Step 2...no email, no texting...disconnect for just 24 hours.  Step 3...no lists (I'm a list maker...constantly checking my progress because I'm pretty sure when your list ends, you die...at this rate, I'll live forever -- I procrastinate a lot.)  OK...here goes.  See you at the other end of oblivion.

Ciao,
Jules