Now with all the thanking I need to do, I have so many cards I need to make. I had grand plans of doing some papercraft whilst I was away, and diligently took my scrapping stuff into the hospital with me every day, only to drag it back with me every night, untouched. Sometimes, it would seem, that you cannot make time to scrap. Sometimes, it is just not the time. I thought anytime was scrapping time.
Soon I will be heading back to reality of work, and to be totally honest… I am not sure I am ready for it. That statement frightens me a little. I have always given my job 100%, and always enjoyed being there, arriving early and staying there too long most days, happily thinking work related thoughts day and night. Totally immersed and loving what I do.
With this recent “time-off” I have found myself not able to fit those thoughts in. They’ve been blocked and aside from wondering how everyone is doing, I have been too pre-occupied to care. How can that be? Three weeks away from work and I don’t care? That’s like saying you went on a holiday and left the kids at home… and then didn’t miss them! How could I not care? Not worry? Not rip down to the shop the very minute I hit town?
Well, to start with, I know the shop is in very good hands with Rachel and Dani, and secondly it’s a part of me and I will fit right back in when I get there… I am sure… I hope…
Otherwise the shop might well be up for sale and I will stay home and be Mum.