drizzly fizzled morning

I woke up this morning with a momentary panic that I had slept through till mid-day. I remember stirring when Jono left for work at about 7:30/8am. That felt like an eternity ago. I jumped out of bed and looked at the clock. 9:00 am. Excellent. I felt well-rested and still had 3 whole hours to fill before work.

I quickly filled them in my head - I'd go for a run, come back and do a hang board session and some yoga, (then clean the house, send that way-belated fathers day present, call my friend who has had a baby and write those letters I have been wanting to write...) As I was making my breakfast, I made the mistake of looking out the window. Rain. I made the even greater mistake of opening the door. Brrrrr. I started formulating plans to go to the gym and have a spa instead (and then do all those other things!) The gym is literally next door to us, so pretty easy.

Cup of coffee and two bits of toast in hand, I make the third mistake of the morning: turning on the laptop. The toast was going down a treat - left over salmon from Jono's handy-work the night before of fresh whole wild baked salmon stuffed with mango salsa and avocado. But anyhoo, toast aside, I check a few emails, read a few blogs, sent a few emails, played around on facebook. Next thing, it was 10:300am. Too late to go to the gym and get back in time to get ready for work. The gym is only worth it, I think, if you are there for 2 hours minimum. How did that happen?!

Now, I am off to work till 9:15pm.

I am finding myself desiring that old 9-5 existence that I used to have. It seemed a lot easier to have a normal life that way. But regardless of work schedules, I think I am just never going to have enough time for all that I want to do. Some people always want more money. I think it will always be time that I am after.

Best be getting ready now to go and inspire others (those with the money) to have a life.