The clocks went back an hour sometime between when I fell asleep around 11pm last night and when my eyes fluttered open around 5:30am, on a Sunday nonetheless. Still feeling like I wanted to rest more, I tossed and turned for half an hour before I decided to get up and do something. This is that something. (I figure instead of tossing and turning for a few hours, it’s better to get up, do something while the world is asleep, and take a mid-morning nap if needed.)
Sunday mornings are supposed to be easy, right? It’s definitely started out that way… It’s one of those crisp Fall mornings where the cocoon of your blanket has you feeling all warm and toasty but the exposed parts of your body can fill the chill in the air. The sun hadn’t yet blessed me with its presence, so it’s dark outside. This is my favorite time of day. The time before sunrise where it’s still dark and quiet yet slowly but surely, the sun’s rays start peeking over the horizon, changing the shades of color in the sky and the world, quietly at first, begins to stir and make moves. Sunrise, funrise.
But then my list kicks in. I’m pretty ambitious with my lists. And then I look at them and get overwhelmed. Or I keep adding to them because I see more things that need to get done. For example, today on my list I have: Clean my room. Do some laundry. Organize a new dresser. Cook some meals for the week or at least cut up the fruits and veggies in the fridge and get some groceries. Do my chores. Read a little bit. Catch up on some TV. Go to a yoga class. Rest. Make some social plans. Prepare for the week ahead. Go through my closet. Clean up my night stand. Buy a new bedside table. Redo my budget.
That’s the plan at least, we’ll see what actually happens. Maybe today will be the day that I learn that it’s better to do a few things and do them well, then do a million things half-ass. Also, sometimes done is better than perfect. (My blog posts recently have been following that mantra). Setting unrealistic goals for yourself only leave you feeling anxious and unfulfilled. I’m tired of feeling that way.
So, I’ll try again. Starting today. My modified list: Put my clothes away. Do laundry. Do my chores. Make a meal list for the week. Social plans.
Everything else, will be bonus. Happy Sunday!
