Silenced
I lost my voice mid morning – in my business that is not a good thing. I have a horrible cold, brought to me by the little germ buses that populate Tin’s nursery – why I oughta. But the good news is that I found my voice too – my inner voice. I had a long talk with a dear confidant of mine, a very uplifting talk with my new life coach, and then another colleague called and I had a good talk again and then I lost my voice. Just as well, I couldn’t get the people I was trying to get on the phone all morning anyway.
We had a dramatic thunderstorm roll in and Tin was home early from nursery school – his teacher was back from her three day vacation and he was in a better mood. Toddlers like consistency. There is Pancake Day, Tuna Fish and Crackers Day, and on and on.
Adults think they want consistency but that’s not true – consistent what? Even the best thing would be the worst thing day after day after day. While I have been unable to utter a word this afternoon and into this evening, I’ve found that I have the most to say. It’s actually a cause célèbre the whole entire day. Stay tuned for the details, because I myself, love it when a plan comes together.