I would like to tell you that, but it would not be true. OK, that's a little harsh...But, this picture may explain how I felt this weekend...one side being the productive me...the other side being relaxation...So, I'm not sure what I did this weekend, but I apparently spent it recovering from last week. Here's what the weekend looked like:
- Giving Ms. Meena 2 daily doses of antibiotics due to either bronchitis or pneumonia...she's acting like she's feeling better...although? Pina-Colada flavored medication? Don't they have tuna flavored?
- Washing and folding and putting away all laundry in the house.
- Watching several movies.
- Reading my book.
- Shopping for groceries and stocking up the pantry. (eeek...that's getting expensive)
- Meeting a friend for an early morning yoga class and rediscovering yoga (cause I know it was just waiting for me to do that) And then realizing that I need a little change in my exercise...something different needs to be done.
- Hiking the small Aker Trail in town.
- An afternoon Bowen session...ultimate relaxation and realignment...
- Pedicures and an afternoon spent with Rozzilyn.
- Adding 15 minute yoga routines back into my mornings and evenings.
- Folding and refolding supplies for my current WIP...something that I wanted to knock out yesterday, but couldn't seem to get to it...it may have had something to do with the fact that any spare time I had was spent staring off into space...
Well...who knows? Apparently I needed the rest. Then again, I just bullet pointed the few things I "accomplished" this weekend...sigh. For some odd reason though, I usually find myself feeling really guilty when I don't accomplish a million things during the weekends...like I'm wasting time or opportunities somehow. I feel a little badly kicking my feet back and resting...I won't even let myself nap after 3 pm, unless I'm sick. I am getting a little better about allowing myself the time to sit and be (both my mother and Rich feel strongly about the flop factor) But, I think I may need to readjust how I feel about relaxation...because sometimes I feel like I need to earn it or justify it somehow...and if there's nothing particularly horrifying in my life is going on, then I don't feel like I have a reason, what with just my daily and weekly life routine. Is it the crazy pace we live at now? Is it a martyr syndrome? Hmmm...I feel a therapy session coming on.
How do you justify relaxation?