Last week was a blissful mental holiday for me. I did not look at the calender even once. I had no meetings to attend, no projects to work on (well, I probably should have been working on some ongoing projects but I didn't) and no volunteer hours to coordinate for the week. I slept in, hung out with the kids and generally did nothing. It was awesome!
But every awesome has its consequence.
Trying to get back into the regular routine this morning was like tyring to open a valve that had rusted over, the process was slow going and painful. The kids did not want to get out of bed and who could blame them? I pushed the snooze button three times this morning before I shoved Mr.Awesome out of bed (heeheehee) to get the kids ready for school. Just kidding, this was no feat for a mere amatuer!
It was a tag team effort that took master negotiating skills but we finally got everyone breakfasted, dressed and out the door for school. Once they were on their way, I exhaled and sat down at the kitchen table. I looked around the kitchen then wandered into the living room. I knew there was something that came next in my day but I couldn't put my finger on it. I forgot what came next in the routine so I went back to bed. BIG mistake!
Mr. Awesome returned home after dropping everyone off at school, coffeejuice in hand, and instead making me get out of bed and really start the day, he brought the coffee to me and climbed back into bed, too. There we wasted the better part of the morning watching Ellen and making false attempts at getting up and being productive. "After this segment I'm going to get up," and "oh, I should really get up and ..." were said at least a dozen times but neither of us budged for more than an hour.
We finally did get going and as I sat down to plan our meals for the next couple of weeks, make a grocery list, update my volunteer schedule and plan a few meetings for the next week or so the old familiar sense of responsibility and commitment came creeping upon me and chased my lovely slacker bliss away. Now instead of floating through an empty calm, the wheels in my brain are turning, picking up speed, and I once again feel the weight and excitement of a busy schedule, the places-to-go, people-to-talk-to buzz and the hum and whir of creative ideas bouncing around in my head. It's all coming back to me now and I'm looking forward to really getting back into the swing of things!
So, good bye old friend, Slacker Bliss, see you again ... in July!