The time you enjoy wasting is not wasted time. — Bertrand Russell
There’s something about Sundays that make them so easy to waste. And, although a wasted day is something I usually regret, I can appreciate the value of spending some quality time doing nothing.
Life is crazy: Wake up, walk the dog, get ready, make a decent breakfast, go to work, go to meetings, start new projects, finish old projects, keep up with friends, walk the dog again, start job number two, work all night, catch up online, go to the gym, go to bed. Repeat.
Being busy is a good thing. Being responsible for so many things is fulfilling. But some days, you just need to chill.
I woke up at 9 a.m. today. My body was mad at me for sleeping so late, especially because it thought it was 10 a.m. because of daylight saving. I had a to-do list a mile long, including catching up on laundry, scrubbing the floors and meal prepping for the week.
What did I do? Nothing.
I went back to bed. I slept until 1 p.m. I watched Netflix.
I did walk the dog, for the sake of both of our sanity, but I hardly call that doing anything.
I watched more Netflix. I made a frozen pizza. And now I’m writing this.
According to psychotherapist Barton Goldsmith, days like these are important. “If you tell yourself that you’re being unproductive, remember that you can’t function well if you’ve exhausted all your resources by never stopping to take a rest,” he writes here. That’s a concept I’m still struggling to instill in my life.
Happy Sunday. I hope yours was as relaxing as mine.