6 hours and ten minutes to go

So for an added challenge on the last day of my first mission, I decided to have the day off work.

Admittedly I had visitors arriving so I only had to entertain myself for about 9 hours but still - 9 hours at home alone without watching movies.

Walking, pilates, dishes, vacuuming, groceries and an eye lash tint later I'd made it to 12pm. Logged on to work emails and responded to few welcome 12.20pm.

Crap. I then played two solo rounds of 'Scene it' while I ate lunch, the pretty much just danced round the living room - literally. We've been learning to ballroom dance so I sued the solitude and open space as a chance to practice.

One thing I am slightly disappointed in myself about is that I don't feel I've been using my non-tv time overly well. When I started I had visions of me doing jigsaws, mastering Photoshop, even indulging in a bit of writing. Instead after I'd made dinner, eaten dinner, cleaned up, and made lunches for the next day, I plopped down to a bit of reading and promptly fell asleep.

Hmmm

I blame the feng shui. The better sleeping energy in the bedroom works far too well. And ok, so I had started getting up at sparrow's fart for morning walks so that could account for something too...

On the plus side, my unit has never stayed so tidy for so long, I feel more energetic of a morning, and making lunches the night before definitely helps with the whole wanting to do exercise in the morning thing.

This whole experience has shown that even though I didn't think I did, I spent far too much time indulging in the viewing pleasures of television and I was feeling more rushed about as a result. So now, I think I'll make a point of not sitting down to watch TV before 8pm on weeknights unless it happens to be on one of those once-in-a-blue-moon days when hubby cooks dinner: then I might let myself have a bit of a treat: especially with Four Weddings and Glee starting at 7.30!

As for the feng shui, I had fun rearranging the house and bits and pieces of redecorating, and although the matchbox now feels shoe-box like, I still don't buy into this whole positive energy thing.  I won't rush to change anything back to the way it was: I don't want to offend the god of oven!

Now there's 5 hours and 54 minutes to go..not that I'm counting or anything