She said to me tonight as I straddled my scooter and got myself adjusted.
“Get home safe,” she added, smiled, patted my arm and got into her car.
Yes.
Get home safe so I can do more home work.
Oof.
I got a lot done.
Did I get it all done?
No.
Will I?
Of course.
Will I get it done tonight.
No fucking way.
But.
I did do so much that I haven’t really a leg to stand on as far as complaining goes.
I did not sleep in, that is the one thing that I sort of wanted to do, but it didn’t happen.
I got up at my normal hour but I did not do yoga.
Today is a day when I typically do go to the yoga studio, but I deferred instead to doing all the chores and maintenance and household stuff that I needed to do so that I won’t have to do any of them while in my weekend of classes.
I did a big grocery shopping trip, I did laundry, I swept and vacuumed and swiffered and did the scrubbing in the bathroom.
“Your place is so clean,” my friend said today as he was using the bathroom.
Yeah and it smells hella good.
Broken bottle of $100 Chanel Egoiste Pour Homme makes one hell of a disinfectant and smells just lovely.
I joke that my house is clean because I have papers to write.
And there is some sort of correlation there, I don’t doubt it (can you imagine how clean my house would be if I were getting a PhD? Don’t mind me, I’m just scrubbing the grout with a toothbrush), some manner of procrastination, but also, I just like having a clean space.
It feels nice to come home to.
I met with a lady, did the deal, cooked meals for the week, and wrote one paper.
I actually wrote the one I was going to save for the last minute since I figured it would be the easiest to write and decided to just get it out of the way since it was the shortest to write.
And granted, yeah, I didn’t get all the writing done I wanted, but I did all the reading, ALL of it.
Which means the time that I would be reading before work this week I can devote to doing the paper writing.
I’m going to do yoga in the morning before work and there’s always a little time for me on Monday’s to do about a half hour of reading before I head to work after I have done a yoga class and showered.
Which is enough time for me to go over my notes and the readings that I have done over the last two weeks and compile the things I need to do the papers.
I will work on one of them Monday and Tuesday and the other one Wednesday and Thursday.
Had I gotten the papers done today I still would have been reading.
I just basically switched up the order in which I am procrastinating.
I’m not even going to call it procrastinating, I know what I can do in the time I have and I am being efficient.
I have a practice that I like to keep outside of school work and work work, and that is for me where the real work is done and that needed to be addressed today.
It needs to be addressed every day.
And there is time.
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