All Good Things Must Come to an End

All good things must come to an end. Thus, the happiest, most relaxing 2 months of my life had to end. The time of minimal schedules and maximum freedom. Come and Be As You Are was the theme.

For 2 months I was not aware of the alarm clock. For 2 months I treasure hunted at thrift stores looking for bone china tea sets. For 2 months, I learned how to drive;  I was seen by medical specialists; I tinkered with my arts and crafts; enjoyed  my Christmas decorations; completed a 20 x 30 (1000 piece) puzzle.

The Why, How, What and other details of this happy 2 months will have to remain private. I am now a bit sad it has to end and I cannot lie and say I am excited to be back to work. Nevertheless, I am grateful for the support of the hubby and son who understood my decision. Thankful for friends who kept me company and those who said they missed me at work. 

 All Good Things Must Come to an End.