My hubby said the other evening as we were watching some mindless TV that he loves being stuck at home with me. That definitely gelled with today’s theme. Today I started making a batch of his favourite sourdough olive bread, this could or could not be related to that warm fuzzy feeling I had when he made his statement.
I cant say that I am intensely happy being stuck at home. I can say that I have always enjoyed pottering around in the garden and the house, but normally there is free choice involved! Staying at home is the new norm these days, and it all seems a bit strange. I am finding it difficult to stick to assigned schedules, and yesterday I changed the sheets on the bed, which led to cleaning and sorting out the entire linen closet.
Which led to 4 loads of laundry (don’t you just love the smell of sun dried laundry?)
this led to cleaning the bathroom and then damp mopping all the floors. If I had put that down as my scheduled list of activities for the day I would not have anticipated doing so much. Is scheduling chores limiting then? Maybe going free form is more fulfilling?
I do like the idea of scheduling my days though, so think there must be a fine balance there somewhere. One thing that has stuck is doing yoga every morning. I find this very grounding and seems to loosen up all my joints. Plus I do it early so can knock off one thing I have achieved! I signed up for few free courses, the nutrition one I am enjoying, but the mobile phone photography has turned out to be not quite what I expected. Should I just give up on it or drag my way though it? I started out saying that I would do bible study and reading after lunch, but have to keep pulling myself back to doing that. I think it takes months to actually create a long lasting habit.
I think we need to be kind to ourselves and each other, loosen the tight schedules when we need to, and suddenly we will find that happiness has been right alongside all along.