I promised myself that I would give myself time this term. Time to do things for me. Well I can honestly say that I haven’t been very good at this. You can probably tell as I haven’t written a blog post in a while. Today was the first time that I looked at my list of jobs and thought, ” that can wait”. Don’t get me wrong, my list of jobs isn’t all school based ( although running a boarding house the majority of it is), there is plenty on the list that are Mummy things to do ( make sandwiches for sons DofE walk, buy birthday presents, invite daughters friends over for sleep over) which I love to do, or things on my list to help those I care about, again something I enjoying doing.
But here’s the thing. If I have nothing I have to do, I don’t know what to do with myself. I am so used to being busy that the idea of just sitting down and watching something silly on telly or reading the paper, makes me feel uneasy. It feels unproductive and wasteful!. I have things that I watch, don’t get me wrong, but if there is nothing on TV that interest me, I can’t just sit there. People have suggested mindfulness but I don’t get it. It actually makes me more stressed. I know, I know, I am missing the point. It’s actually meant to allow my brain to switch off and I should train my brain. But baking a cake works so much better for me ( and tastes nicer).