I have a million and one things I could be doing, but no inclination to do any of them.
The last few months have been hectic and I spent 15 weeks in May-Sept in the UK sorting the house out after bad tenants.
My 14yo son remained in the UK for boarding school, so there's no school runs, lunch boxes, arguments over homework. The washing and ironing has reduced greatly as has the cleaning and tidying.
So I now have all that spare time to get on with the things I've been wanting to do. NO.
You see the things I wanted to do were compensation for not being able to work and complete my studies (with minimum hassle) Things I found for myself to do to stop the rot setting in, new skills, hobbies, interests, basically all the things I never had time to do when I was working.
And now I actually have the time to do what I want, when I want, I'm not actually that fussed anymore. I'm rather enjoying the lie ins in the mornings. Drinking tea and eating toast in bed, watching a soppy movie on the TV. Going to the gym in my time, having a coffee and cake afterwards. Nipping out to the shops for milk and bread and being out all day and other days just slobbing around the house in my pjs.
I'm getting all the stuff done I need to do. Dinner, washing, cleaning, looking after the cat and dog. Paying the bills. Sorting out the paperwork with the solicitors for the tenants. Meeting friends for lunch, drinks, dinner, going to watch a show. Collecting and sorting bits and pieces for some volunteer projects.
I'm not bored, I'm not feeling undervalued, I'm not feeling left out. I don't feel guilty.
I'm feeling refreshed, healthy, relaxed and happy for the first time in years.
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