10 goals for this weekend, just to keep me honest:
1. Clean gerbil cage (tonight)
2. Clean hamster cage (tonight)
3. Work a shift in the Reading Room (tomorrow morning)
4. Work a shift at the Rock (tomorrow afternoon/evening)
5. Empty the box I brought home from the Community World office (tomorrow evening)
6. Read a Journal (tonight)
7. Plant cauliflower and Brussels sprouts (tomorrow morning)
8. Eat something that isn’t junk (tomorrow afternoon)
9. Prepare two packets of Trip Guide ads for publication (Sunday afternoon)
10. Dummy this year’s Trip Guide (Sunday evening)
“If it were not for what the human mind says of the body, the body, like the inanimate wheel, would never be weary. The consciousness of Truth rests us more than hours of repose in unconsciousness.”
— Mary Baker Eddy
I’ve quoted this passage before — and not that long ago — but I really need it today.
My bosses were all out of town, and I’d put in some extra hours working on Main Street stuff last night, so I came home from work early today for the express purpose of having time to read for a little while, work on the Trip Guide ads for a little while, and work on my 101 Things list for a little while.
I went to Lee’s Feed and bought a hummingbird feeder for my office window (#29). I’ve also crossed off #27 (keep the living room presentable), #32 (do two articles or photo packages a month for work), and #73 (research Webcams for the garden, which I’ve determined aren’t feasible at the moment).
I assembled the feeder, mixed up some sugar syrup for it, and went to take a nap at 4 p.m. Four hours later, I woke up — and I use the phrase loosely — with no sense of what time it was and only the foggiest grasp of where I was.
I’m pretty fed up with this nonsense. I am doing honest work, and there is no reason I should be hampered by a false sense of exhaustion as a penalty for accomplishing things. I want some of that “consciousness of Truth” that Mrs. Eddy is talking about, and I want it now. Maybe I’ll find it at the Reading Room tomorrow.