“Do something each day that makes you feel guilty for wasting your time.” ~ Robert Brault
Why is it that Mondays can be such crazy days? You’d think, coming in to work fresh off the weekend, that everyone would be ready to dig in, get busy, and start knocking off the to-do list! Um, yeah…. doesn’t happen where you work either, eh?
Some weeks, too, are just harder or longer than others. For me, this is one of them. A colleague needed to switch Sunday shifts with someone, so I volunteered to cover yesterday for him. It’s also National Library Week, which means a couple of special events as well, one of which is near and dear to my heart and I’m so looking forward to it I can hardly stand it! Not to be outdone, my husband is working early registration this week, which means we’re at work by 6:45 a.m. instead of our regular 7:55 a.m., even though I don’t get out any earlier. Teach a couple of classes, launch a major new department project, work my regular 40-hour-per-week duties …. Shazam! Energy drain!
It’s moments like this when I tend to give in and indulge myself with something special. A new book that I’ve been dying to read. A new game to play. New music, a dinner out, an evening spent doing anything that I want, even if that is simply being quiet.
And flowers. This spring, for the first time in four years, I will be planting flowers. Although we stayed in the same building we have lived in for four years now, we swapped locations in August. The new place, in addition to being quieter and having more space, also has a private porch. Seriously, it can not be seen without major effort, unlike some of the others which face a public courtyard. Not ours. It’s a quiet, hidden refuge. We enjoyed time on it last fall, but moved in too late to really get anything growing. But now that Spring is finally…. FINALLY… here, I have the itch to dig in some dirt and make beautiful flowers grow. It’s just a tad too early, but I bought the planters the other day. The dirt is next. Eventually, early May, will come flowers, vegetables, and herbs. I. Can’t. Wait. To me, that is my ultimate indulgence. To putter and dig and plant and weed and water…. and to create beautiful things from it.
How about you? What kinds of things do you indulge in when the going gets to be a challenge?
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