Phew! I said it…
I know some of you must be like what does that mean!? For me it means I came to a realisation this week that I don’t always have to be super productive ALL OF THE TIME. I don’t have to stress about all the things I should be doing, if I’m having a lazy day.
This is something that I constantly feel stressed about. When I was in my teens I would spend days asleep, on the sofa, watching shite tele. Then getting ready and going to the pub. That was about as productive as I got! Even when I was at Uni, I really didn’t get off my arse as often as I should of.
However as I’ve grown into my mid twenties, I am constantly trying to cram as much in as I can. This is my first full week off of work since I started my new job last September and half way through the day on Monday I was stressing myself out by how much I hadn’t done. Why?
I think it is because last year I had been made redundant, I felt so useless, I really didn’t have a clue what I was going to do with myself day in, day out. So when I finally got into a new job and this blog, I was full steam ahead.
James came home from work Monday and I said to him ‘Urgh I feel crap, I have done nothing today, I feel so unproductive’ He said, ‘So? enjoy it, you know I would be sitting around doing nothing in my pants all day if I had a week off’ I thought you know what he’s right…
So I haven’t really done a whole lot this week, I’ve cleaned the flat, done a few loads of washing and tinkered about on here but that’s about it and I don’t feel terrible about it. Yay me!
Here’s a photo of me being really unproductive. 😉
Anyone else feel the need to stress themselves out for just having a lazy day?
(the girl who never wears white)