I had really looked forward to a day to myself with both my husband and the boy gone. I overslept again and skipped most of my morning routine because I knew my husband wanted to leave the house at a certain time. And then me skipping everything threw him off because I was ready for breakfast way earlier than he expected.
I would say we’re both creatures of habit, only I have a hard time with habit as well.
My husband had planned to leave at the exact time the boy wanted to get up but then stayed longer. I didn’t see the boy’s reply to my „good morning, are you awake“-text and gave him a shock when I knocked on his door. For some reason he hadn’t heard me come up the stairs.
Then I waited. For my husband to leave, for the boy to leave and then for both of them to come back.
I did manage some housework and watered the cucumbers at one point and made myself frozen pizza on time:
Which reminds me that I need to figure out something to eat for today.
Then I sat around for a long time, eating red currant muffins and chocolate, reading, knitting and playing games. I did finish watching the video about book covers and again that made me feel much better about the cover to my book.
Then my husband came back home, and the boy and I fell into another social media rabbit hole, ate something for dinner, sat around some more but then I heard the melodious alarm that reminded me it was time to start writing this post, so I did.
Because I’m experimenting with timers again. I put it on snooze twice but I only turned it off once I had started writing. Who knows, maybe I’ll become disciplined at some point in the future, but for now I first need to become a little more disciplined about setting timers and not disabling them.
Then I did Duolingo, my foot exercises, watched some C-drama and went to bed.
Today I have another luxurious day ahead with no real time constraints, always fun. Not.
But I’m not giving up, I still want to use my time wisely, so stay tuned.
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