Sundays…..a day of rest – at least that is what I aim for. Yesterday – I seemed to do just that. My mom always made sure that Sunday evenings were set aside and devoted to planning and prepping for the week. As an adult, I still do this. I feel incomplete if I am not at home by 6ish prepping and planning for things that may lay ahead. Grandma status…I know – but this makes me feel prepared and ready for a successful week. Meal prep – mental prep – whatever it is that will help me make the week easier.
I write things down *in different places* fifty.thousand.times. and then check it again to make sure I’ve got everything in order. I am a planner and try to keep everything on task and in order. Today – Monday – I failed miserably – ย and you may ask why… because I spent time planning and prepping for this week – like always. Well – the truth is – I didn’t make my bed. Something that I do every morning. Something that is such a minimal task, most don’t think about doing because they just get back in it hours later but I know that if I complete that small task first thing, it sets the standard to complete larger tasks throughout the day. And because I didn’t make my bed – I felt off all day – felt defeated and blue. And all of this RAIN.hail.tornado warningsย didn’t help. Lord I am so thankful – because I haven’t had to water all of my plants, but being stuck inside when I am an outdoor person is like taking away my papermate (R) pencils that I love so much that write all of my obsessive lists.
SO – here is to getting into a messy bed – or I may make it so I can turn down a freshly made be to sleep tonight and ย getting it right again tomorrow!
Thanks for listening!