Today, in the mid-morning, I climbed up the big wooden ladder to the loft. I keep my toys there: All the yoga stuff, and the music instruments and the sewing machine.
The idea with making a space up there was to get my things out of the way but still have everything accessible. In reality, though, what has happened is that while my daily life goes on, with chores and such, all those fun things are out of sight and out of mind. That's not right.
So today as I got up there I said "nothing will get me down from here for about one hour". And then I did it all. Just a little bit: Some reading, some yoga, picked up a guitar and a fife, and lastly I sewed up a seam in a shirt of mine.
It was all so good that I gave it a name: "Time for me". I hope it sticks. It's not like I have not had "time for me", but I get to feeling guilty if I think I'm slacking.
So now that this time has a name, and (sort of) a time of day, I will make the best of it.
Tomorrow, here I come!
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