What happens when I wake up at 8 on a Sunday?
I get sh*t done!
I have cleaned out two closets in my apartment (which only has 3 closets).
I have created FOUR BINS worth of stuff to donate and/or sell on Craigslist.
I also sorted and filed all my personal, important papers which I have not sorted since MAY.
I washed dishes.
I made a kick-butt salad for dinner.
I have taken multiple breaks to:
- let the dogs out (this answers so many age-old questions; it was ME)
- go outside and pinch myself… is it REALLY this warm in the mountains in November? Sweet!!!
- run errands
- empty bags of trash
- take out the recycling
- talk to my Boo
- watch old episodes of Sex and the City
My items left on my to-do list this evening include doing a few hours of work to prep for a big meeting tomorrow, taking a shower… and my personal favorite… putting clean sheets on my bed.
This has been my first Sunday at home without work obligations … well … pretty much since I moved into this place on September 11th.
I’ve had other Sundays without work obligations. But I haven’t spent them at home. ;)
