I've learned that I'm really not that good at relaxing...Let me rephrase that; I'm not good at relaxing all willy-nilly without a plan. There were a couple days (days 61 & 60) where I was plan-less (read: no to do list and/or daily schedule) and I ended up doing pretty much nothing on those day except lounge around and maybe go for a run or a bite to eat with a friend. I imagine most of you out there feel like throwing tomatoes at me as I complain about these "nothing to do" days, but the fact is that at the end of those two days, I felt really guilty and stressed and frustrated with myself because there was so much I could've done...so much I should've done.
And this is where the mini imaginary therapist (who's quite optimistic, btw) who's perched on my shoulder bonks me on the head and says, "You dolt! What are you feeling guilty about? Not only did you accomplish (half of) #46 (spend one hour doing nothing productive at least once per day) on your summertime to-do list, you accomplished it TEN TIMES OVER!"
My little therapist was right. I did do a great job being very unproductive. Now I just need to work on the 'not feeling guilty' part.
Well...I'm 1.5 books closer to my 20 book goal. Even though my second book, The Goldfinch by Donna Tartt, is taking me way super-longer to read than the first one, I am still optimistic about reaching my goal. So why is it taking me so long? First of all, at 766 pages, it's a monster. And second, since it's a Pulitzer Prize winner, you know this ain't no fluffy beach read (not that I have anything against fluffy beach read). With that being said, it is an amazingly engaging book that is completely unpredictable and original and deep though-provoking. I'll let you know how it ends up. But not how it ends (hahahaha)
Nervosa. When I graduated from Teacher's College 10 years ago, my husband threw me a graduation party there and I've loved it ever since. Everything I've ever eaten there, from pizza to salad to charcuterie plate, has been amazing. And they have what is arguably one of the prettiest upstairs patios in Toronto.
|It's a Cayla cupcake-sandwich|
With Cayla in the middle
And cupcakes in both her hands.
#35: I accomplished 4 out of 30 tasks on my 30 days to a complete declutter. And I can't even explain how liberating it is to fill and haul away bag after bag of...crap. I also can't even explain how disturbing it is to discover I own so many hair brushes. And I also can't explain why I found a stack of dimes in my son's room. A stack of dimes that had been glue-gunned together. Why? Just...why?
#29: I lit a one-matcher. On my first try. I am a FIRE-GODDESS! (I think that may sound weirder than I intended)
|Roasted Marshmallow Ice Cream|
Topped with Cocoa Pebbles
How have I not thought of this before?
the world's yummiest late-nite dessert, and ate vegetables from my garden Every. Single. Day. And finally the one I'm most proud of: I overcame my aversion to waiting in lines and waited in line for the 50% of sale at the Kate Spade store at Toronto Premium Outlets and walked away with not one, not two, not three but FOUR AWESOME PURSES!!!! The best part? I was disciplined enough to get rid of four old purses as per my decluttering rules.
Peace Out! See all y'all later!