Saturday, March 14, 2026

A quieter weekend this weekend

I slept through the night last night.  I woke up about 6:15 a.m., later than usual, and even laid in bed for a bit longer before getting up.  It was nice.  And it was a bit surprising as I have been restless lately.  I distracted myself yesterday evening by logging into Hulu to see how many Grey's Anatomy episodes I was behind on.  I think I watched three episodes last night and still have another three or so left to go.

Then this morning after breakfast and a bit of writing, I pulled up my tax forms and documents.  It was close to 10:30 when I finally took a break to shower and throw a load of laundry in.  It was then after noon when I felt the satisfaction of hitting submit on them both.  I don't remember the last time I had that easy of focus for that many hours at a time.

I don't remember the last time I've felt such a sense of accomplishment with something intellectual.  

Then I put my sandals on and walked to the grocery store where I proceeded to buy far too little because I hate cooking and I hate seeing food that I never get the motivation to cook go to waste so I just don't buy it in the first place.  

By the time I got back home, it was close to 2:00 p.m. so I opened the sushi I had picked up at the grocery store and had a late lunch.  Switching out the laundry, I then curled up on my bed with the patio doors wide open and enjoyed a short nap.  Since then I've been sipping a tart cherry martini and reading a lighthearted romance novel.  They have been setting up the stage at the brewery across the street so I imagine I'll get to listen to some music this evening.  The sun and breeze are still flowing into my apartment.  

Life is really quite good, amazing actually, when I lean into these simple moments.  And I feel nothing but positive when I look forward with my social calendar filling up again, at least partially thanks to my initiative, with that manager in Atlanta expressing continued interest in me, and with new adventures on the horizon.  I've got lunch plans with a retired colleague tomorrow, plans for an after hours art museum event with another group of friends the week after, and I really should sign up for that African Rhythms class I keep thinking about that starts in just over a week. 

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