Yesterday morning I tweeted my plans for the weekend …
Weekend 2/52 plans: pack up Xmas tree, niece b’day, housework & yard, shopping (remember to take enviro/bags), complete final draft on a grant application, 1 x walk or run, & (if time) clean car. Ready, set, go …
— Leesa Watego (@leesawatego) January 12, 2018
In the end! (OMG) I managed to get nearly everything done (of course I forgot the enviro bags and the car is still a MESS!), but it was the strangest Saturday. Instead of just relaxing, I spent most of the weekend trying to get motivated to do all my jobs. Do you think I could move? Nup. I ended up spending the day lolling around on my bed, hooked to my phone. It was partly the heat, partly just tired, but, and I know it’s been said a thousand times, but the rabbit hole of the internet is so addictive. I ended up getting Son1 to come and take my phone from me at about 12.30am this morning after I found myself watching Kennedy Centre tribute concerts on YouTube. If he hadn’t taken my phone away from me I have no idea where I would have wound up.
So I woke up this morning at around 9am, determined to at least get some of the jobs done, and in the end the only things I missed were the walk (I did mow the lawn though!) and cleaning the car. So it was a successful and productive weekend after all.
It has me thinking that I might stop trying to schedule things on Saturday and rather where possible, make it my lazy day. Maybe my bed is the spot where I just need to recharge. Then Sunday, if I have work to do, I can do it then.
I also think I might think about how I can put more effort into maybe some conscious uncoupling from my phone.
You’d think I’d have this stuff sorted by now.