May 2022. This is a post from the beginning of the pandemic. It’s been sitting in my draft folder for more than two years now. I am publishing it without revising, so please excuse its first-draft form.
It’s Saturday and I had an unproductive Friday. I managed two hours of Keen Eye work, I dug two rows for potatoes, and listened to a 1.5 hour resume/cover letter workshop (which was great) and then I retreated to the couch for the rest of the day.
I love that, given all the time in the world I have over packed my schedule. Part of the problem is my many interests. I’ve got an 8-hour day with just the five things I want to concentrate on during my unemployment. That doesn’t include cooking, gardening, phoning, errand running.
I’m going to shift some things around (applying for copyediting jobs now goes under office manager/unemployment work time) and reduce some other things (the writing and editing of novels). I’m also going to try and get outside for gardening around the noon hour, rather than after work in the evening.
Today I’m going to finish up mask making and hem the dish towels I cut down to make the masks and then put away my sewing stuff. I think that clutter is defeating me.
And I’m going to do my best to both cook AND rest this weekend.
Fingers crossed.
