My one and only day off each week. Working 8 or more hours each of the other 6 days which does not include sitting down, but lot's of sweat. Ugh! I'm thinking this is why I've lost 20pounds without dieting in the past few months.
This makes Sunday a difficult day. Saturday night I always dream of all that I'm going to get accomplished on Sunday. Dreams of dusting, cleaning, laundry, organizing, yard work, cooking big meals, visiting family and friends, shopping, washing and cleaning out my car, deep meditation, crocheting and studying! But despite my serious plans and list making....95% of it never happens. In fact I end up maybe doing 1-2 loads of laundry, and laying about, never getting dressed in pain and tired. I watch netflix, comcast on demand and dvds...flick channels and snack randomly. I love it because I clearly need it but I hate it because I hate that I haven't the energy.
My close friends and hubby say that I should accept the day as it comes, that I deserve the rest and to listen to my body. Which I fully agree with and would tell anyone else with the same complaints. But this is me and I fancy myself superhuman. I hate to ask for help and never accept it if offered. Something I need to work on.
So how do I go about it? I know the answers just have to know I'm capable without regret or allowing what others think to get into my head. I'm still plagued with what others would think if my house isn't "right" which is laughable to me because I am first to say that's not more important than family/friends time spent...
in other news
I'm scheduled this week to work at LEAST 50 hours...the only good part about it is that I don't have to get up at 4am at all :-) but in just a couple weeks my hours will lower (yay) so I'm hanging in there and using the extra cash to pay up some bills and planning for summer trips.
Hope your weekend was relaxing and fun :-)
Enjoy your week!
in love and peace