I woke up this morning to be greeted by dazzling sunshine and bluest sky I've seen for weeks. It was by no means early, but earlier than I have risen on a Sunday for maybe a couple of months. Upon waking, I felt chirpy. Chirpy. After getting over this shock, I then realised I also felt motivated. Motivated! I got up, got dressed and headed downstairs with the collection of cups I had gathered over the past week. Hearing the chop chop of a knife on a chopping board, I was greeted by Big Sis, chopping up fruit and veg to make one of her usual Sunday morning smoothies. Feeling energetic, I decided to tackle the remainder of the washing up. Big Sis always leaves me the cutlery to do. It's a compromise of sorts; she doesn't like to do it, whereas I don't much like washing pots and pans. I would prefer just washing up as I go along, but if it's a case of pots and pans versus cutlery and utensils, I'll take the latter.
Thrilling descriptions of housework aside, I got on with washing, chatting with Bis Sis while she blended up apples and celery and carrots and having jokey banter with Bro-in-Law, as he fixed himself some breakfast. Knowing how much I dislike having to do large amounts of washing up, they did their usual thing of finding as many other dirty items to add as possible. Me and Big Sis discovered a while back that when we were little, we both had a silly habit of pretending to be Cinderella when stuck doing household chores. The only thing is, I still do this. They left the kitchen to get on with their day, laughing at my dramatics as I told them, "I shall go to the ball!"
After guzzling down some of that smoothie, I headed back to my room to install Office on my laptop and make a few other changes. Full of motivation and big ideas for the day ahead, I had a definite surge of energy I have not felt for a good while. I don't think Spring officially starts for a couple of weeks, when our clocks steal away an hour for daylight saving time, but for me, Spring had definitely sprung today. The sunshine made me feel bright and alive. For a change, I had the desire to get things done and I could actually see it being a possibility.
Fast forward to the afternoon. I hadn't had breakfast and when I finished washing up and tidying bits and pieces, it was nearly noon, so I decided to make some pasta. Big Sis and Bro-in-Law decided to go out for an epic walk to make the most of the sunshine. After cooking and eating a big bowl of wholewheat spaghetti with red pesto and black olives, the blood sugar levels soared and the food coma set in. I decided to watch a bit of TV while my energy levels regulated. Knowing that once I get settled, it's only a matter of time before I'm practically horizontal, I decided to tackle one item on my to-do list, which was rearrange my DVDs, placing them in another bookcase that would use my storage space more efficiently.
Feeling somewhat pleased with myself, I chilled for a bit to watch a bit more TV and suddenly it was 4pm. Big Sis and Bro-in-Law had arrived back from their walk and tucked into the rest of the spaghetti, exhausted and ravenous. I faffed around a bit more, doing bits and pieces, catching up on a little blog reading, listening to a little music and generally ignoring the to-do list I had been so full of optimism at completing. Feeling incredibly drowsy, I succumbed to a nap. I was woken an hour or so later by my phone, my friend asking if I wanted to get together to chill that evening. Feeling the throb of an oncoming headache, I said I would get back to them. Not long after, the Mrs called for a chat. After a quick catch-up of the weekend's activities (hers infinitely more exciting than mine), I went to get myself the remainder of the spaghetti for a light dinner. By now it was about 8pm. I got back to my other friend and gave my apologies; my head was killing me and I wouldn't be good company. My workmate sent me a text, lamenting the prospect of work in the morning and reporting that she had a headache. I responded in like kind. After eating dinner, I decided to record the day's activities by way of a blog post, over a cup of tea. So here we are. Altogether, it wasn't a completely unproductive day. But the to-do list still looms large. In theory, I am in Spring-mode. Now all I need is to get that to work in practice...
Sunday, 15 March 2009
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Wow! I wish I could have bursts of motivational energy like that :). Since I've decided to work less (at home), I've found that I can get those little chores done, and feel a little bit better that the to-do list is smaller. Good luck with yours (although it sounds like you managed to get a lot done with your day).
Thanks for the good wishes, Moose. The trouble is, my bursts of energy are too few and too far between! :o) That's cool you can work from home. I'd love to do that, but I probably would end up doing all my chores and not get much work done! Good luck with your to-do list...
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