I mentioned that I catered an event for 100 people last Saturday already. I'm only mentioning it again because this week in comparison to last week and the lead-up to that event, was super slow. I love how that job put into perspective what I do weekly for the embassy market. Last week I cooked like a mad woman for the entire week and this week my four batches of scones, 2 batches of cookies and fancy cupcakes seemed like a breeze. I spent two hours the last three days preparing for Market Day and I found something valuable I thought I had lost forever. Free time!
It's nice to have a slow week after a really busy one. Thursday seemed unnaturally slow. My cupcakes took so little time that I had plenty of time to sit and play with Ashlynn. We read stories, she snacked on crackers while I chopped veggies for dinner, we had a grand time until it was time for her nap. My housekeeper was out that day, so I had the house to myself on top of nothing to do during Ashlynn's nap time.
It was weird folks. I kind of paced around a bit, checked my email a million times, put a kettle on the stove for tea, paced some more, fiddled with my ready-to-go-in-the-oven dinner (it was noon), rubbed the dog's ears and then it hit me. I don't know how to relax anymore.
My mantra as a mother is "GO". I go most of my days without stopping. Not a moment to rest my feet, not a minute to ponder life's greatest questions, hardly a moment for a meal and certainly not enough time to take a deep breath. Going helps me to continue going. When I stop, at the end of the day after the kids are asleep, I crash. I'm done and I can't get back up. I'm just one of those peoples who likes to go. I like to be on my feet busy and I never lack for things to keep me busy during my days. I'm in that stage of life right now.
So when a blank moment presents itself, I'm kind of clueless.
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I made due with that free time but I felt like I might have wasted it. Maybe there is something much more rewarding I could do with an hour and I've just forgotten what that is. Help! What do you do with your free time? That precious, sometimes strange feeling, free time.