I have a confession to make: I sometimes seem so busy and driven because I am trying to get ahead of time. My father used to say you cannot literally "save time" because it keeps moving on regardless of what you do. But I do save time in my fashion. I work and work and work until I am ahead of schedule and then I have this precious stolen day to waste. A whole day.
Sometimes it does not work and because things go wrong all I have gained is time to put it right but it worked this week. I am a day ahead to hang the exhibit Thursday at Artspace Gallery. Just printing of title cards is all that remains. And realistically I could do that tomorrow morning.
So what to do with my stolen day? One thing is to continue with the Back to Exercise challenge entered into on Facebook. Day one, yesterday, went well with lots joining in. And I completed my set exercises (we each set our own). Basically I learned I could do it but that it was not as easy as I thought it would be. I have not exercised beyond the morning walk with fur kids since recovering from the flu this spring. My inactivity and tightened up tendons had begun to effect my sleep. Last night I slept like a baby but the scale this morning said I gained a pound.
I bought some nice polished agate beads from a friend on Friday. And I want to see if I can put together a necklace and earrings. Probably with other odds and ends of beads I will be able to do more than one but Christmas approaches all too rapidly and it is nice to get ahead on the gifts. This way I get to keep my favorite.
And there is one painting I could finish today and have a frame for so I could add it to the exhibit. And there is a sketch I have been working on for a 16 x 16 canyon/cliff dwelling painting. But basically today I want to rest and isolate myself from people.
I want to do what I want, when I want, and because I want, and only because I want. Mom used to call me selfish because of such moods. I see it as reward for having worked so hard I can steal away some time just for me.