I seem to have lost the concept of what a lazy weekend means.
Not long ago, it meant that I hung out in my pajamas, or a reasonable facsimile, all day, snuggling with the cats, reading or playing a game on the computer, maybe taking a nap…the usual lazy day things.
Not so, this weekend. Oh, it started out that way, at least after my Friday night gym visit. But something in me, rather than circumstances, conspired to make it relaxing but not lazy.
Saturday found me fitting in four loads of laundry, stripping and remaking the bed (no thanks to certain less-than-helpful felines!) and pulling out the compressor to put air in my tires before going dancing. In the process of stripping the beds, I also ended up doing some vacuuming, to the complete disgust of the aforementioned furballs.
Although I knew Sunday included a vet visit and my usual trek to TJ’s for groceries, downloading a few new Mercedes Lackey books was not enough to keep me from cooking for the week, dumping the sandboxes a day early and getting most of the trash into the barrel in preparation for tomorrow night’s move to the curb.
The problem, it seems, is that I’m finding it difficult to sit still for long periods of time. Even the antics and demands of the cats aren’t enough to keep me from getting up every so often and doing something (GASP!) constructive!!
As near as I can tell, the Universe has moved me from disconnected, detached and somewhat airheaded to “What do you mean, you don’t want to do anything but read today??? There are things to do, places to go and people so see! Get up! Get UP! GET UPPPP!!!”
Sheesh!!! Who needs a conscience when I have the entire Sea of Souls wielding a gigantic cattle prod every time I try to just take a little time to myself!
At this point, I’m not really sure if this is some kind of gearing up for a crazy week ahead, and I’m getting things organized so that the mundane tasks are simplified, or if, perhaps, I am getting my house in order for some sort of major change…and those are just the things which come to me right now. It could be something else entirely, as my energies are definitely changing!
In fact, I had been becoming frustrated while dancing because my energy level and stamina seemed to be waning. After only three visits to the gym which each involved a 20 minute stint on one of the cardio machines, my stamina is coming back with a vengeance! Such a vengeance, in fact, that I overdid it a bit last night and my knee was quick to remind me that, despite the surgery having been done a year ago, I still have to be conscious of how I’m working my knee, walking, sitting and otherwise respecting the capabilities and the limitations. I do have such a problem accepting limitations!
The closest I can come to a comparison of the current energy I seem to be experiencing is a cross between Ricochet Rabbit and Hammy the Squirrel (of Over the Hedge Fame).
There is one drawback to having a hyperactive, manic kind of energy, and that lies in the fact that settling down to any one task for an extended amount of time is enough to give me the twitches, and the longer I’m stuck at the task, the twitchier I become.
The obvious solution is to just change tasks periodically, and above all, to get up and move, perhaps even rapidly and while burning a lot of that excess energy. One of two things could happen. One, I could burn off the excess energy, allowing myself to settle down and focus for awhile. Two, I could increase my energy until I’m nothing short of bouncing off the walls, and of little use to anyone, unless they happen to need a lot of energy for the task at hand!
Knowing my luck, it’s going to end up being number two! (as Dylan lays on my desk, urging me in his mellow fashion to subscribe to the belief of “Hakuna Matata”.) It’s not that I’m worrying, per se. It’s more that every time I sit down, I think of something else I wanted to take care of. As one thing leads to another, pretty soon, I’ve done a whole bunch of things that had nothing to do with relaxing!
So I start the new (and, for me, short) week wondering just where this crazy energy might take me, and knowing that the best thing I can do is sit down, buckle up, hold on and hold good thoughts, because it’s sure to be a wild ride of a week!
My gratitudes tonight are:
1. I am grateful for all the chores I completed this weekend.
2. I am grateful for the cuddle time I spent with my cats.
3. I am grateful for the healing energies flowing through my home, and for the help I’m getting from Dylan and Toby to keep that energy flowing.
4. I am grateful for a lovely start to my day, having breakfast with the kids.
5. I am grateful that Loki’s $200/ml prescription only has to be administered once a week at first, .25ml at a time, and should taper off with time.
Love and light.