So, what’s the weekend for?

Feeling as frazzled as I am, I need to head into the weekend with a strong sense of intentionality, so I have an aim over and above the list of appointments.  My aim is to “settle”, to find a sense of everything being ok overall.

I think everything I have booked into the weekend will fit into that.   There is a lot planned though, so I am trying to reframe it into feeling like a refreshing and reviving weekend.   It all starts with an amusingly titled appointment to “eat large cakes”, which is an attempt to treat offspring doing exams at the moment.  And it is a good thing to see first thing in the weekend diary.

Add to that a delicious evening catching up with friends at an evening of champagne tasting.  Oh yes, champagne tasting; I would love you to think that is a normal Friday evening for me, it’s not.  But I am loving that that is what I am doing this weekend.

Then I have a lot of new things and learning in the plan – a happiness and wellness conference and seeing some new writing at the theatre.  To be honest the theatre sounds a bit harrowing, but I have been meaning to attend the RSC’s Mischief Festival for years. This is the year.  Although, maybe getting out my head into some real problems will help with getting some perspective.

To balance it all out is a day of resting and relaxing with family to celebrate some of the fathers in the family.  That will definitely be less relaxing if I forget to do the shopping for it, though. I do need to keep an eye on the boring chores as well as the fun stuff.  That said, I do feel I need to take a couple of days off some of the other chores I have surrounded myself with and rest a bit.

Here’s to a weekend of settling.

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Allowing time to settle in

I know this is not a topic that will win me many friends, but the truth of it is that I don’t work full time.  I don’t think I have ever had a full time paid job.

That has been partly by chance and partly by design.  I made a conscious decision to work part time when the children were very young and I have never changed the decision, or rather, I have never needed to change the decision.

Until a few weeks ago when for various reasons I ended up working some extra hours.  So, I now work five days a week.  Possibly for the first time ever.  Technically it is still not full time – I work two half days.  But still, every week day is a work day.

The most surprising thing is how long it is taking me to settle into a routine.  As I have not worked on two days a week for a long time now, I maybe ought not to be surprised.   I suspect I haven’t quite accepted it either – part of me thinks it should not affect the amount of other things I do in my week, but the reality is that I am not quite as available as I was.

It’s turning into another project in a year of ‘slower’ – allow myself time to just settle.  I am reminded in this process of why I found working a term time only contract so very stressful.  It takes a while to feel comfortable in a routine.