Joy to the Patient

Last night, home from work I made some lists about today. I was going to write a few blogs, add in some images and call the yoga company that has lost the yoga mat that I ordered 6 weeks ago online. I was going to walk the dog, pick some avocados, go see my seed trays to see if anything has popped up ( I ignore the old saying that a watched pot never boils, I'm SOO excited about my seeds and go visit them numerous times a day even though there is nothing there yet as they were only planted on Sunday!). Do 3 loads of washing, text a couple of friends I haven't heard from in a while, plan the super launch of my website, book time with an insurance broker, and pat the cats a lot.

Hmm. It was a long list. So I slept in accidentally so ended in a bit of a panic. My days off have become so important to me and this business, and I have a lot I need to finish. Plus I think I'm one of those people who have to write down time to pat the cats otherwise I don't and then I feel sad I didn't.

When I was up and showered I looked at my list. I could still do everything of course, if I rushed about. I went outside and got the fallen avocados and fed the chooks. I looked longingly and expectantly and my empty trays of seeds and soil.

Nothing!

I re-looked at my list and took my raincoat on and off 4 times before I decided to just walk. Take the dog and go. Dexter the happiest Labrador in the Universe (official title) is a good man for life lessons. He will walk in brewing cyclones and smile all the way, bless him. Just walk, stop planning.

So I walked. I puffed, I took my raincoat off. I looked at the grass on the oval and squinted at rainclouds. I crunched some leaves on the path. I smelt rain and wet earth and fresh sweet air.

I breathed. I came home and put my list in the bin. And I breathed again.

I then did boring life admin. I hate life admin. I feel like these precious hours of my days off are just call this company, pay that bill and sort that thing I don't even particularly like. Sigh. I am not patient with it. but I've set a timer and did 2 hours and now I'm done with that, drawn the line in the sand and said no more.

Blogs are much more fun. Patting the cats are too.

My list is still in the bin.

I breathed and had some time in nature and I know what I need to remember today.

I hope you do too.

Jacquie Xxx