My style of life is what would be called easygoing, I think. I like doing my own thing, in my own way. I know perhaps the prompt calls for writing about my health and what I do to keep it well, I wanted to write something different from that. When I write a post about health and diet and all that, my post has a whining tone, which I think is not very good reading.
I am not very ambitious- I think but yet, if I do get the drive, I can be single minded-ly focused on getting my own thing. I can be determined. For example, I am now working towards getting my application filled up towards a Master’s degree. A Master’s degree at 48, perhaps 49 years of age ?
I have often put my own needs and my dreams far away, locked up so that others’ could go ahead in their lives. Now that that phase of their lives is almost successful, I think I can move ahead. But I divert.
Usually I wake up with a start and thinking about what would happen if I could squeeze a few extra moments of sleep into my morning but the early morning sun poking its rays through the curtains take me out of my slumber and I tumble out of bed, stubbing my toe against a chair placed, so inconveniently near my bed. I am so in favor of a bedroom to be used only for sleeping but we have to double our bedrooms into serving us multiple purposes. There are bookshelves, a computer table, a computer, a phone and an office table with a chair placed all in my bedroom. Naturally I stumble over one of these on my early morning trek to the door.
Soon after my morning devotional reading and prayer, I start thinking of what I can make for breakfast and lunch. Both these meals need to be cooked in the mornings as I am working and my children need their food while I am gone. They are both gluten free and vegan, so that is a challenge to come up with new ideas to keep them full.
Having rustled with the kitchen and managed to cook something which is edible, I run upstairs to my bedroom to decide on what to wear, which is another challenge for me as I do not plan anything in advance. Every morning I wish I planned what to wear the previous day. Life does get stressful for me in the mornings.
After my shower, putting on my clothes and dealing with my wet hair, I get the car out and hope against all hope that the roads are not clogged with traffic, so I can have an uneventful smooth ride to office. These days the roads are rather empty and traffic well behaved, so I am not complaining.
I forgot to mention that between putting breakfast together for my human family, I also need to get breakfast for my home cat and also the day’s meal for my stray cats which currently number 6, including Feather Florence. Then there are the birds outside, who wait for their seeds or the previous days’ leftovers’.
If there was one thing I wish most days of the week, it is that someone else takes over my food duties for that day. I would be so relieved. So this is my lifestyle for an average work week.