Hot flash hiatus. I am rarely bored. But today was one of those days where I lacked motivation to do much of anything interesting. While I was pondering my extremely slow day, I realized that I've had virtually no hot flashes this summer vacation. Maybe one. One very mild one. This is from a woman who gets them pretty much daily for the past year or so. What, pray tell, do I owe this bonanza to? Process of elimination leads me to one thing, less multitasking.
But I live for multitasking. My whole adult life has been one big string of multitasking. Summer has meant no work, fewer obligations, less volunteering. Yes, I'm still driving my kids around to their various summer activities and going on my daily grocery store trips, but life has slowed down considerably. And you know what? For the first time in years, I've really enjoyed it. I like getting up on a warm morning, taking a long leisurely walk with my dog at the lake, heading off for a cold soda, and coming back home to enjoy my day. I must be getting older. There's a lot to be said for being busy, but I don't feel like saying anything right now. I'm just reveling in the peace and hot flashless days of summer.
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