My life over the past few months has pretty much been taken over by toddlers and cats. I’m pretty thankful because they’ve got some good lessons to teach.
- Have a good stretch a few times a day. Make sure to make funny noises when doing so.
- When you’re upset, let people know. And let them help make you feel better.
- Playtime is important.
- So are naps.
- And eating regular, healthy meals.
- If someone gives you bad vibes, fucking run away.
- If you really enjoy someone, let them know they’re (for the moment, at least) your favourite human being.
- Saturday mornings are meant for cartoons, magic shows, cuddling and lying in the sun.
- Dance parties can happen anywhere, anytime.
- If something really pisses you off, just scream the feelings out.
I think I’ll be a lot happy and more chill now that I’ve taken Being a Small Creature in a Human Home 101.
This weekend, I relearned what it was like to have fun.
Saturday morning I slept in until 8, drove around with my partner and coffee looking for free stuff from “free weekend,” and made a fancy picnic which we had at the park while getting sunburns before taking a walk through three different gardens.
What’s missing? Work.
I think of some of the volunteer work that I do as “fun” time. I enjoy it and the people I work with. But the fact is, someone dictates where I am and what I’m doing during that time. It’s not real time off. It’s not relaxing. It’s just one more thing to clutter my agenda with.
Saturday was the third full day off I’ve taken this year. It’s time for more.
This week, I’m going to set a goal amount of money I’d like to be bringing in monthly. Then, I’m going to have to start dropping the things that I don’t truly enjoy and that stop me from reaching that goal.
Will I drop all my volunteer work? Certainly not. But I plan on cutting back so I’m spending more time picnicking and less time working for free.