Another portion of the day was spent doing laundry. Not very time consuming. And while doing the scant chores that I did, I listened to the newest episode of the podcast Judge John Hodgman.
I was so lazy that I had cereal for lunch.
I also spent some time reading yesterday's Metro and today's LaineyGossip posts (the latter is my not-so-guilty pleasure). I rewatched the pilot of the Norwegian teen drama Skam, and gave up when the second episode's subtitles were not in English. Buhh.
By the time I woke up from a short nap, it was time to order takeout at JamJar--Boy and my Friday ritual (we always get the hummus trio and eight pita breads).
I can't say that by the end of a day like today, I've felt like I made the most of my time. Clearly, I have not. But what I have been finding is that when I finally do have a me day (which happens on every public holiday or if I've taken time off work), I feel so strongly about avoiding commitments that I end up not doing anything worth the day off--at least, not to anyone else. I am quite happy to stay home all day, especially because I don't often get long periods of time to myself here. I shouldn't feel guilty about doing nothing of consequence. But at the same time, I realize that the old me would have gone to a yoga class or a favourite café--by myself--or do an errand or two. Instead, I cuddle up in a blanket and sit on the couch with a screen in front of me, avoiding any sort of decision making about what to do next.
I didn't even make a chai latte!
So the next time there's a holiday, this is what I want to do:
- Read several chapters of a book.
- Do yoga either at home or in a class.
- Make a favourite hot beverage.
- Cook a new recipe.
- Practice Italian and Greek on Duolingo.
I guess you can tell that my goals are not very lofty, unless you define "lofty" as being in one's loft or home...
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