This week I'm grateful that intuition has nudged me quietly
and suggested I keep my big mouth firmly shut.
Less chance of letting a foot slip in that way, you see.
Wise advice when there is a bigger picture at play and
I'm just one little piece of the puzzle.
(How many idioms can one idio
mt fit into a single sentence??)
I'm struggling with an issue, struggling to 'go gently' as beautiful Jane terms it
- but I'm definitely treading a little less elephant stampy-trudgey than I normally would.
I've stuck to unfinished drafts and resisted that 'send' function.
I've said less than I've wanted to.
I've edited and shushed the feisty voices.
I've thought and thought and thought and thought some more before blustering on my way.
I may just spontaneously combust under the pressure of all this self control though!!
(Especially without a glass of something sweet and fermented to take the edge off!!)
Meanwhile. this has been my evening...
Not much to struggle with there, is there?
Linking with Maxabella's 52 Weeks of Grateful