It’s called a day off for a reason.
However, for me, it is a race to get everything done in the 15 hours I will be awake. I focus on the day part, a day without going to work. But I completely ignore the OFF part. I have already been up an hour and 10 minutes. And I have:
- Checked my email from work (even though I am off)
- Took my medication, washed my face, and did other bathroom related activities
- Made coffee after cleaning the pot, the coffee maker.
- Went to the garage and got out the birdseed and filled the feeders in front of the house
- Filled my coffee mug and grabbed my laptop
- Took both to the front porch to watch the birds, and rabbits having their breakfast.
- Oh, and I cleaned up part of the kitchen table from my raspberry jelly canning activity of a few days go.
Somehow, I still feel as if I am behind.
My coffee mug is empty, and I want to go in and refill it. But I want to write before going to the gym, weeding the vegetable garden, putting the canning pot and equipment away, and working in my home office.
Around 5:30PM, my wife, daughter and I are going to the Barboursville Ruins to see the opening night performance of Shakespeare’s As You Like It. I am really looking forward to being with a live audience and doing so under the stars is a cool touch. Plus being outside reduces the risk of contracting covid from another patron.
I feel like today is supposed to include self-care time.
The frantic, get it all done on my day off feeling is not self-care. Crowding as much as possible into my waking hours today is, however, what I am intent on doing. I did not go to bed last night anticipating a mad dash from the moment I got out of bed.
But the reality is that is what I am doing.
And while I really want to explore this idea more, I have a list of things to finish and a finite amount of time to do them. So will make this a short entry and move on to the gym, the garden, the canning supplies and paying the bills.