What I want, When I want
There is something infinitely satisfying about a day with No Plans. I can do exactly as my mind or body desires. If that involves hoovering or some work then so be it - it's my choice, to do or not to do. There is no-one here to tell me I should or shouldn't be doing things. There is no time at which I have to have lunch, or expect visitors, or feel as though I should be going to see my parents (since they are away for the weekend).
After letting DJ out, feeding him and getting a cup of tea, this morning I lay in bed til 9am, during which I made a list of all the things I'd remembered I have to do for work. I tend to think of things either last thing at night, or first thing in the morning, at which point a notepad and pen by the bed are essential. And sometimes the ability to write legibly in the dark.
I really like the idea of distinguishing between Notes and Rests in life as you do in music.
It's now 10.30am and so far all I have done is read my (personal) e-mails, have another cup of tea and a pain-au-chocolat and put some washing in. Nothing too strenuous.
Do some studying
Watch a psychology programme on iPlayer
Do some work
Wash my hair
Get some wood in for the fire
Or I might not.