Lately I've gotten complacent. In my desperate quest to blame something or someone, other than myself, I am blaming the holidays. When I say, "the holidays" I'm including Halloween, Thanksgiving, Christmas, Boxing Day, New Years and/or Hogmanay -- and, if I don't get my ass in gear soon, I'll be blaming Ground Hog Day. Or, perhaps my lack of forward momentum stems from the fact that I don't have a real (paying) job to wake up and do each day. And, well, it's really cold outside, and possibly the Ginger Wine I've been drinking in the evenings is making me a little sleepy. Oh yeah, BBC TV has some really great shows on too!
Anyway, I feel a little lazy. I'm just not doing some of the things I should be doing. Writing. Experiencing Edinburgh more. Writing. Looking for paying work. Writing. So, and here is the point finally... I'm incredibly excited about getting in our leased car at 4AM tomorrow and driving into England to spend a few days visiting Stonehenge and Windsor Castle, on our way to the EuroTunnel crossing at Folkstone. We'll head into Paris (spending a night in Rouen), where we'll relinquish our leased van, the one I have a love/hate relationship with. Then stay in a flat in Paris for the week. Then we catch a train back to London and stay there for a week, followed by another train back home to our Edinburgh flat, where I will justifiably become lazy again.
Hey, this thought just occurred to me as I was about to click publish on this post. I'm going out on a limb here because I might not get any responses at all, which would just be sad. Or, I could get some harebrained suggestions (you know who you are), but anyway - here goes: Tell us something fun/exciting/cool to do in Paris or London, and we'll go do it and post a pic or video about it for the blog. After twenty-five years of working for someone, I haven't broken away from the need to be told what to do (I mean besides by Brenna). Go ahead, leave us a comment.