For a while it felt like this:
Now I hope to feel like this:
Here are my plans for my down time:
- I'm getting back in to my workout routine of going after work to either Zumba or the treadmill.
- I'm working normal(-ish) hours at work again.
- I'm looking forward to taking Tucker on more walks around the neighborhood since it's staying lighter much later.
- I'm reading tons more in my spare time.
- I can FINALLY catch up on cleaning the apartment so it looks not only habitable but also tidy.
- I'm starting to eat healthier again because I now have time to make a salad or fruit n' veggies.
- I'm sleeeeeeeeeeeping. (Something I've missed terribly.)
- I'm making plans to see friends/husband/family without worrying what's due on my syllabis of if that'll cut it for hours worked in a week.
I'm so ready for this and yet it's so strange to feel it. Don't get me wrong-I love being busy and being just slightly overwhelmed. But now that I've got a huge load off my shoulders I feel a little silly with all of this time! Oh well...Cheers to "down time".
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Treadmill?
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