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| Property of Stormberry |
The weekend is finally here, and this is one of those where I can find myself a little oasis of peace and rest. I'm done with a paper I had to write (only have to finish the slideshow to present it), the proposal for my thesis (and still have to do the slideshow), and have finished also the "assignment from hell", though I still have to do the final paper for the Innovation micro-evidence Seminar. But I still have the next week for that, so I can take today to rest a little and be happy and do as I please.
Last night I fed the cats out and left them out, so when I woke up in the morning, nobody was pushing and scratching the door of my bedroom. I woke up early, but still later than I usually do, and it felt good to stay longer in bed, and take my time for my morning rituals.I have a set way to do things, such as waking up, making my bed, going to the bathroom, take my weight, spash water on my face, water the bamboo if it's bamboo-watering-day (every other day), clean out the cats' litter, fill my bottle of water, drink a glass of orange juice and then I go over to my parents' house to use the elliptic machine. Then I go back home, feed the cats, sweep the floor of the groundfloor, and finish my morning exercises with whatever plan I have downloaded.
I had been walking in the morning with my sister-in-law, but last week I started feeling a sort of pain in my ankle, so I had to stop and go back to the elliptic machine. I suspect it might be because when I went to get my COVID-19 shot, I stood in line for six hours, and then I kept doing these walks, so probably I strained and splinted my ankle. The first week I was carefull, wrapped my ankle, but as soon as I felt the pain had diminished, I went again walking and I was back at hurting my ankle. So this week I've been really careful, working from the sofa, resting my ankle and all that.
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| Property of Sormberry |
Now, here I am, my ankle still bothers me a little, so I don't strain myself, I rest. And this is how I woke up, thinking about taking it easy. I did my usual ritual, and as I was preparing for breakfast, I decided not to have the quick, store-bought orange+carrot juice, but rather make my own of pineapple, celery, cucumber and ginger. This is a recipe I've got from my nutritionist, a green blend, and it helps boost your metabolism. My breakfast was simple, as usual, but utterly delicious. Boy, I love breakfasts!
I took my time, and decided to snap some pictures to share, about how my breakfast preparing looks like. The line up of the coffee and tea brews (I have green tea and a mug of black coffee every morning, because gree tea is great after meals, and black coffee replenished my spirit with greatness). Without much of a plan, then and there I decided I would blog. Blog about giving yourself a day off, a lazy day, a soft day, a slow day. Blog about the right you have to arrange your time as you see fit, that it's not a matter of "giving yourself permission" or "obtaining permission" to let go, but to break the cycle of guilt and say to yourself: "I need no permission, I am the commander of my own life and I dictate my own rules".
If you feel like you need to give yourself permission, why is that? Have you imposed such straining rules on yourself that you need a break from them in order to breathe? Break those rules. Don't be your own tyrant. Listen to yourself, fix your rules as you bump into them. Make decisions. Hell! Have a fucking self-parliament and a self-congress! Even if it takes you longer to get a better grip on your life, takes you longer to make decisions, and it might end up with you taking stupid decisions, at least you are happy. At least you are not strangling yourself. And if the need arises, just make an executive decision, rule some things by decree.
You can do it, and I am sure you can do it even better than many governments do.
Today I have a National-Self-Holiday. It's Do-Nothing-Day. And it's AWESOME!
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