Sometimes I get to the end of a day and feel guilty for not doing enough. Not making enough progress on my university work; not sewing more; not spending time doing "fun stuff". Sometimes I get to the end of the day, and I struggle to verbalise what I have done. I might have slept in and wasted time looking at blogs and internet sites, then procrastinated when it came to university work. I look around the house in the evening, and of course, it is a mess. My notebook page has today's date on it but not much work. And to top it off, I have no idea what to prepare for dinner.
This weekend I tried to make the best of my time. Not only did I write up my university Immunology notes and help C with his upcoming exam, I also made time for a beachside walk with C and a night out at the movies on Saturday.
C is about to head off to work so I will shortly have the house to myself. Tonight I want to spend an hour or so cleaning up the house, make a menu plan for dinners for the week ahead, listen to a few lectures I have skipped and get some sewing done. Gee, that's a lot now that I see it typed out.
I also want to squeeze in a 3km run. Following Michelle Bridges 12WBT challenge to move 30km this week I have done 27km thus far. I am really keen to tick this challenge off as I haven't gone well with the others. I need a 'win' to keep me motivated.