Reclaiming Sexy

I’m reclaiming my sexy.

Because I lost it there for a few weeks.

This fall I gorged myself on new technology.  I took an online class for writers on internet marketing and Google+ which inspired me start upgrading this blogging platform and design a C.C. Havens website. (Coming soon!)

But then a few weeks ago, I pushed away from my computer, uncomfortably full, like I’d been at an all-you-can-eat seafood buffet.  

And this sweet, sensuous blog got swept away like a dinner mint with all the carnage of my techno binge. In its absence however, I realized its efficacy and necessity. 

Bottom line…

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…this blog works for me.

I’m feeling sexier already.

Reason #2:

I haven’t had any solo time at the cabin in a long time. And with each passing year I get a deeper understanding of this truth:

This Cancer crab needs shell time.

And with each passing year my man gets a deeper understanding of this truth: 

I am so much sexier when I get it.

And this place is the ultimate shell.

Laughter bubbled from my throat as I skied out to the cabin at sunset with elk meat and a laptop in my backpack knowing I’d have three nights to bask in the light of the waxing moon glowing off the snow; three mornings to meditate with the artistry of the sunrise; and three days to ski, do yoga and write.

I got one photo before the battery on my phone started to die:

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When I went to recharge, I realized I’d forgotten my phone charger which meant no texting, no phone calls, no e-mail, no painfully slow mobile hot spot internet connection.

And even more time for my reclamation.


Sexy Prod:
What do you do to reclaim your sexy?