This past Thanksgiving weekend was a very different one for me as I’m sure it was for most everyone this year. It’s 2020. What more needs to be said. Right? My weekend was different for me for reasons other than the ongoing awfulness (I don’t know if that’s a word) that is the year 2020. This was the first weekend since I bought my house 3 years ago that I didn’t plan some major project to do during the 4 days that I had off. I can’t hardly believe that I’ve been in my house now for 3 years! It’s gone by so fast!
Rather than painting a room or laying flooring or building shelves, I rested, relaxed and Enjoyed my house and myself. Other than some laundry, there wasn’t a thing that I HAD to do. So I didn’t do anything much. Certainly nothing constructive and I think that just doing almost nothing was good for me!
I puttered in the kitchen and cooked a nice meal for myself for Thursday. I took my dog to the park for walks. I watched TV, catching up on some shows and I watched a couple of movies. I started a new embroidery project. I called and talked to both of my brothers and my BFF and had nice conversations. I sat on my swing chair on the back deck and watched my little dog wander the yard and soak up the sun when he could.
I don’t remember the last time that I had a weekend that was as relaxing and peaceful as this past one was.
I think that with the state of the world these days, most of us tend to look at things differently. We see the value in the little things more. At least I think that most people do.
I am feeling very Blessed and quite happy and content with life.
Yes, I think that sometimes, doing nothing, is just exactly what we need to do.
Copyright (C) 2020 Penny Wilson
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What a refreshing perspective. It sounds like you had a lovely long Thanksgiving weekend simply relaxing. Good for you.
I did. The nicest in a long time. Thanks, Audrey.
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