I took the day off from work because I have time to burn before May and because I needed to re-center.
My new carpool leaves at 6:30, which means I get up at 4:30 to workout. I suppose I could sleep another hour and workout after work, but the realist in me knows that I’ll find 1001 excuses later in the day, and so I make it my first priority.
Then there’s been the stress of the floor situation, and a dozen or so other little stresses that cumulatively have brought me to a place that’s a bit more negative than I’d like.
On the bright side, getting up at 4:30 most days means that 7:00 has become “sleeping late!” And so, I slept “late” today and took the day for myself.
I took the time to brew french press coffee instead of the instant swill I usually gag down between make-up and blowdrying. I skipped my workout because I never do, and for breakfast, I actually skipped yet another awful tasting protein shake in favor of homemade yogurt with honey and granola.
Then I got antsy and decided to rearrange my bedroom. It started with seeing how the the chair would look “over there instead.” Soon, the shoeboxes were pulled out from under the bed, I was cleaning woodwork, and nothing was left where it started.
Unfortunately, I don’t have a before photo, but here’s how it looks now:
It feels a lot bigger, cozier, and more romantic than it did when the dresser was on the opposite wall, and the chair was near the radiator, and the bed was where the dresser is. I still can’t believe I moved all of that furniture by myself!
Much better, but that awful orb of a light fixture most definitely needs to go… I’m thinking a petite chandelier on a dimmer :)