Thanks to some cajoling from my brilliant husband, I enrolled the girlies in a summer preschool program. Now, every Wednesday, I have five beautiful hours all to myself. Initially, when B mentioned this idea, I was resistant. It had something to do with my natural reluctance to agree with him on most topics and then I also thought it was a bit of a waste of money. After all, didn't I quit my job to stay home and spend time with my girls? Obviously, it had been a while since I had time to myself and I had forgotten the almost obscene luxury of being able to think only of myself. Needless to say (but I will anyhow), time alone is worth the cost.
Now, on Tuesday evenings, I start thinking about what I'm going to do with my time. Should I call a friend and go to lunch? Should I spend some time working on my hobbies? What will I ever do with all the time??? See, when there is actual quiet time, my brain goes crazy. It's almost like that feeling you get when you have a really big gift certificate to spend. The sheer number of possibilities is overwhelming. I often find that I get analysis paralysis since I feel as though anything I decide to do ought to be grand given that Wednesdays don't just happen everyday.
As you can guess, one thing I've decided to do is write a little on this blog. I am hoping to contribute a little more regularly than I have in the past. Considering the fact that I can actually think in such beautiful silence, maybe I won't have too much trouble sticking to my new routine. But who knows? Maybe I'll just take a nap instead.
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