Personal Day

On those random mornings that I was able to grab a Starbucks skinny mocha before I had to rush into the office, I would enviously watch those few that had the luxury of sitting in one of those plush nooks with a small table while browsing through their laptops or with a newspaper in one hand and a steaming hot cup in the other. I always wondered what that would be like if it were MY morning. Well, with two weeks left to go in my ending position, I decided to use up one of my remaining personal days and actually have one. So here I am, coming to the end of a lovely morning, enjoying this starbucks-window-view I used to only experience back in my more free-spirited days.

This morning, I had a proverbial epiphany (well, it's really nothing new) that I am my own worst enemy.  One of the obstacles to actually enjoying a personal day is that I have way-too-so many things I need want to do. So, either I sit in my imagination-station looking at all those things scattered before me while never touching a single one of them, resulting in a more frustrating end to my day OR rather, I try to tackle every single one (three or four at the same time) and then feel that my personal day off was much more overwhelming than a regularly occupied one.

SOo, this morning I had a stern talking to myself in the mirror, and decided to skip the plans and lists, avoid trying to figure out which priority was really the priority of priorities and just go. So I did.  I dropped the kids off at daycare, and parked in the parking lot of the first Starbucks I saw.

And here we are. Noontime and refreshed. (I'll admit I sorta tried to do eight things at once while on my laptop - read this, blog that, update church things and stuff, hit up pinterest while editing my own site at sherrdesign.com...etc. okay, okay, so no one said I was perfect).

As I wrap up my morning, I am purposefully NOT stressing about the rest of my day. I'll leave the lists of things to do for a day that I'll actually be doing all of them anyway.  I think I'll pick up for lunch instead of worrying about what to make before I head home and then at least tackle cleaning/ organizing the house. Yes, I know I just said I wasn’t going to stress and then in the same sentence said I was going to clean. BUT, I actually find the cleaning therapeutic when I don't have to worry about kids underfoot. Anyway, tonight we are off to Philly (my hometown!) so for me it’s nice to come back to a pretty tidy house after a long weekend.  So I'll try to do what I can, while packing a few items for myself and the boys before I have to pick them up. Sounds like a plan...err...I mean, not-a-plan (no plans!!) to me!

PS: is this what spontaneity looks like for me these days?! Starbucks and then cleaning? ::Sigh:: That's okay.  Next week I need to use my last personal day so I'll save that for the skydiving, or better yet, some dancing in the rain...

wanna join me?