Chilling on a Saturday morning |
The things I will miss most are:
- breakfast with the kids before walking them to school
- easy time with Glenn where we can potter about together at home with no agenda
- time to exercise in the middle of the day where I have the energy to do it well
- time spent outside in daylight!
- time to catch up with family and friends without having to cram it into the weekends
It's interesting to reflect on my list. My favourite things are not material possessions or going out to fancy places but time to do the things I want to, when I want to. Worth remembering that, albeit I recognise that all of the above are made much nicer by the fact that we have a lovely house, cars that run well and the money to do the things we want to.... and this of course is all made possible by my doing the job I do.
This weekend has been one of 2 halves. Saturday was my perfect day - lovely early morning walk with the dogs, followed by a peaceful breakfast, then the normal noise of making pancakes for the girls, a fab yoga class then home to spend the afternoon in the garden while everyone pottered around doing the things they wanted to do. Abi was in town with friends for most of the day, Izzy helped me sort out her garden pod so that it was tidy and she could see the floor again and Glenn got on with building Abi's new shed (which is looking so good that I have designs on it myself!). We all came back together for tea, after which Abi, Izzy and I settled down in a heap with the dogs to watch a film and Glenn watched something blokey on the kitchen TV. The weather was beautiful and it was everything I want from my weekend. Today was a complete turnaround - it has poured all day with the wind getting up this afternoon - ugh. I completely lost any enthusiasm for my normal Sunday long run (last week was 12.5 miles in bright sunshine and felt easy given the lovely spring day) and ended up doing 10 miles on the treadmill - not very inspiring. Oh well, at least the whole weekend wasn't like that. It also meant that Glenn couldn't do too much which was a good thing - his knee is very sore and he needs to rest it - not something he is very good at!
So early bed tonight for me and a deep breath for the week ahead. At least I now have visibility of my diary and I know what's in store - turns out one of my biggest anxieties is not having control of my own diary - who knew!
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