I like to use my Sundays for “down time”. I like to read in bed until at least 8:00, take a nice hot bath, have a late second breakfast where I sit in my living room looking west to the mountains or in summer I will sit in the sunroom overlooking the garden and write haiku either in my mind or on paper depending on how good they are. Then I will do some housekeeping which takes up the rest of the morning. In the afternoon I may have someone over for coffee or I will cozy up to watch a good movie from my collection or (less often) if there is something good on TV. Sundays I like to make a specially nice dinner and open a bottle of wine which then lasts the rest of the week! I’m a one glass Susie.
Many years ago now I started using Sundays as part of my greening of the environment. I don’t drive on Sundays as part of my contribution to reduce carbon emissions. I am not an avid environmentalist because I don’t like to ride on some else’s bandwagon. I do it because it fits in with my overall scheme of having a quiet Sunday. It’s the same reason why I do my recycling. It is convenient for me to dispose of my cardboard, jars and cans in the recycling system. I have no illusions about what really goes on with the recycling. Most of it ends up in the dump anyway, but at least I’m making efforts to do the right thing.
I’m just watching some dufus on the corner scraping his windows of his car and wondering why he didn’t do it before he drove 5 kms to this corner. People are always in such a hurry and never seem to plan ahead for things. That cannot be said of my father or I. We are the bred of long-sightedness which can be both a blessing and a curse. The blessing is that we are generally always prepared for the worst but the curse is that I, at least, find myself almost going insane when other people frustrate my plans or my organized life. Take the other day for example, no let’s take the whole week. One individual at work made last minute requests of me twice in one week. Both times it was not because this person hadn’t known about the event at hand for several weeks. No, I am not going to start arranging a taxi pool for 75 people 4 hours before departure time to the airport. No, I am not going to find you a babysitter only hours before the event. This last request had me flabbergasted. I honestly thought it was a joke! One, NO. Two, PLANNING. Three, NO CLUE since I don’t live in this city, have no kids, no contacts to even consider it and four, DO NOT WANT TO DO THIS.
I am constantly amazed at the way people don’t think ahead. If you know you have to do thus and so surely you should know what all is required in the case? If you have 3 kids under 4 and you and your wife are going out for the evening what did you think was going to happen to them? If you are a manager and go through management planning seminars wouldn’t you consider ahead when you are going to do something out of the ordinary? Apparently this is a unique way of thinking. Only 1 in 10 think ahead. My experience leads me to say it’s more like 1 in 100! Seriously.
Sundays I plan ahead for the week. I have a pretty good idea of what is going to happen during the week (like, go to work, come home, make supper, sleep). I check my car to ensure that it isn’t due for an oil change because I need to do that only on weekends. I make sure I have clothes lined up for the week, clean underwear and socks, check. Pantyhose, check. Money in the wallet for lunches, check. Tickets for the C-train in case I drive on Friday, check. I am also prepared for the unexpected. That would be, say, someone invites me to lunch. Sure, no problem. Go to a movie, not likely. I cannot go during the week because that would mean driving in the dark and I would come home too late.
Does that sound weird? Not if you know I get up at 4:00 a.m. and need 7 hours of sleep. Can’t be done. Sometimes I do wonder if I have a form of ADHD or other dysfunctional syndrome but I am only joking because really, can’t people have their ways without having a label put on them?
Allow me to be Sanne. Remove all labels. Be happy. It’s Sunday. Chill.
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