Every so often my mind gets wound up so tight I almost cannot form a full thought.  I know the triggers and I know the cure.  Writing.  Writing is my therapy.  The problem arises when I simply do not have the time to do so. When life gets hectic, I need to do a better job at taking care of myself.  We were on vacation and I did not write once.  Then we got back I found myself busy trying to get my little peeps back in their normal routines.

Maybe I need to start bringing a pad of paper and pen with me when I go on vacation. Sometimes all it takes is twenty minutes of writing.  Instead of being in my present state of mind where I feel as though it will take a couple days of writing sessions to unwind my mind.  I should know better by now.  It is all a huge part of being my introverted self. When I do not take care of myself I become more introverted.  I feel as though my introversion is a strength…until moments like this.  Which I guess we all have things that become weaknesses when not channeled properly.

Enough of that nonsense.

Vacation was nice.  My parents live out of state and we went to visit them.  We did just about all of my favorite things. Beach.  Pool time.  Horseback riding, which rekindled my love of horses. Hanging out and taking care of animals at the ranch.  Spending time with my parents.  Watching my parents spend time with my boys.  Here are some pictures…