Despite feeling quite melancholy lately, I have an intense desire to be insanely productive, even though I don’t seem to have the proper motivation to go along with that desire. SO, I started with plugging out a TToT post this weekend. Those are always nice because the group of people who participate in that blog hop seem to be some pretty awesome people. The comments are encouraging, in one way or another, & they make me want to continue to share. . . I suppose that’s a good thing.
Through this, I realized that I had an item I could cross off my 101 in 1001 list (making Thanksgiving dinner!), which made me smile. That list is a built-in way to go on auto-pilot when I am in moods such as the one I am finding myself in quite frequently lately. So, I went back over the list & realized there are plenty of things I can get started on.
How satisfying will it be to start marking off a bunch of my 101 in 1001 items?
For example, I just started a (virtual) book club on Facebook. (You are welcome to join us if it is your thing too!) We are close to choosing our first book. Pretty cool, eh? I will mark that one off the list when it seems it is actually working out (i.e. when a bit of time goes by, I suppose). Then, maybe a little herb garden in my kitchen or baking of a German chocolate cake will be next? Or maybe I will get my passport or hang all of my pictures. Or maybe all of those? Either way, it gives me something to look forward to.
My first semester at college is nearly over. My last three final exams (out of four) will be on Thursday & final grades for the semester are supposed to be posted Friday. I am really hoping that I will get to update the items pertaining to straight A’s & honor society soon after. We shall see. . .
Along with the end of the semester comes a four-week break before the start of spring semester. I haven’t been looking forward to it. We weren’t able to pull our finances together quick enough to fly Little RJ down for Christmas, the handsome husband works Christmas night anyway, & I have no other plans. . . So, perhaps, it is best that Little RJ stays in Washington, surrounded by other family for that holiday. Around here, it’ll be just another day.
With all of that said, because I am getting so down about not getting to see the handsome husband unless one or the other of us is just waking or just falling asleep (or both), I have decided to use my school break to “re-boot” my system.
I will switch to a graveyard-type sleep schedule, along with the handsome husband.
On his work days, he wakes just after 3pm & his shift runs from 5pm to 5:30am. I moved my in-person spring semester classes to the evening, meeting only two days a week, with the thought that I will start waking between 2pm & 3pm & move my bedtime to between 6am & 7am, depending. If you can’t beat ’em, join ’em. . . I can’t control his schedule, but I can control mine. It seems like a no-brainer to me. . .
Some people I have shared this with have flat-out said that it sounds downright crazy. (Maybe it is.) Others have said that it makes total sense, under the circumstances. I think it has the potential to solve more than just the problem of getting to spend more time with the handsome husband. It will also mean that when I am wide awake, I will have the house to myself, instead of having the handsome husband asleep in the other room. This will mean that I won’t have to be limited to tasks that don’t make noise (i.e. running the dishwasher, washer & dryer, or vacuum cleaner — or even hanging some pictures on the walls or putting away dishes, which happen to be on a shared wall with our bedroom).
Either way, I feel I am on the brink of something. . . That I need to keep an open mind & just push myself to be productive in one way or another. . . That I need to be as purposeful as I can, so that the things I do each day can eventually add up into something great — even if it doesn’t feel like it in the moment. . .
What about you? What are you doing to be purposeful, even if you don’t feel like it? Comment below, or start a conversation on Facebook.