There was such a time when I had Bible study on Monday evenings, pottery class on Tuesday evenings, youth group and mentoring on Wednesdays, health coaching on Thursday, and anything else I had to do during the week on Fridays, such as grocery shopping or seeing my husband. I was also trying to get pregnant, keep two art shops and three blogs alive, start a non-profit business, completely change the way I care for my body, and you know... have a life. You might imagine that this was a bit of a hectic time for me. You'd be imagining correctly.
But several of those things are done now, and I keep sitting at home lately and thinking, "it's Tuesday. What is it I'm supposed to do on Tuesday?" And when the answer is 'nothing' I kind of breathe out and dance a teeny jig or make up a song (which I do ALL the time.)
Speaking of making up songs, the other day I was at Target looking through the clearance racks with my friend Amanda, and I sang out, "I love CLEARAAAAANCE!" I turned to Amanda who, turns out, wasn't Amanda but a mid-40's frowny woman who only slightly nodded when I sang her my clearance song. I couldn't decide if I should tell her I thought she was someone else or to just let it slide, but by the time I stopped figuring out a way to recover, I figured it was too late to be smooth about it anway. Which was realistically impossible, I'm sure.
So anyway, I'm cooling down. I'm thinking and living purposefully and I like it a lot. Who would've guessed?