Trish's Blog

Over the Christmas break I completely switched off social media. All of it. Including LinkedIn.

My days were spent eating far too much cheese, making bad art, separating my office from my craft studio, and watching my tomatoes grow like it was a competitive sport.

As the return-to-work date crept closer, I felt ready. Physically. Emotionally. Then, the day before I was due back, I fell getting off an exercise bike at the gym. Not a graceful fall. A very hard landing.

Result: a fractured scaphoid and a fractured knee. (The knee fracture took 10 days and an MRI to confirm, just to add a little suspense.) I knew straight away I was in trouble. I even asked my brother to come down. This caused widespread family panic because, apparently, “Trish never asks for help”.

Whatever thinking space the pain left was promptly stolen by painkillers. Until this morning. This morning I woke up feeling… ready.
Ready for what, I’m not entirely sure yet. Writing this post?, Commenting on others’ posts?, Replying to emails? Just being back in the mix, slightly dented but upright?

And that’s where Weird Wisdom shows up (quietly, not with a PowerPoint).
Being comfortable with not knowing. Accepting that plans can fail without meaning you have. Doing the unconventional thing, like asking for help, even when it messes with your identity.

So here I am. Back. A little slower. A little wobblier. Still optimistic. And deeply grateful the tomatoes survived without me. I’ll be playing catch up with posting over the next week or so. Bear with me please.