Yes I’m awake at a stupid hour. Back to this craic again. I did try to go back to sleep and not look at my phone but after 2 hours of nothingness I decided to blog.
It’s two weeks since my mum died. It’s a strange feeling. Part of me feels quite alone in the world now. I know I have my family but I suppose now that the older generation belonging to me are gone it feels different. Am I meant to feel like an adult now?
I’ve been looking up yoga classes. Blimey there are a lot of yoga practitioners in Sligo. I was toying with the idea of trying yoga, it might help my dodgy knee. I feel a bit intimidated though. Every photo I see from local yoga classes all feature thin people in lycra. I’d feel like an elephant joining them. I also have flashbacks to spraining my neck in a plates class… Yes really. So for the moment the thought of yoga is on hold.
I’m also toying with the idea of visiting Tory Island. I really want to see puffins but I might have left it too late for this year and the weather is cat. It’d be nice to have a day in the sun… Or a seaweed bath… Or go dancing. You see my thoughts are all over the place!