Sometimes I wonder if we are so focused on making something of our lives, that we forget that actually life is pretty great all on its own. It seems to me that most of society is obsessed with being busy, people talk about everything they're juggling as if its a competition - the person that's the 'busiest' wins.
Sometimes I'm guilty of this, when everything fell through with my internship I was honestly gutted. I felt like I was going to be 'wasting' my summer. Why? I felt like if I hadn't been busy then I hadn't made the most of my time off. Which when I think about it, is pretty daft - I mean, its called time off for a reason right?
Today I wasn't busy. I've done some housework and got started revamping my dressing table chair but to be honest, I've spent most of the day in front of the tv watching the olympics. With a cross-stitch project that I started a while back and haven't got around to finishing yet (but I'm almost done now!). I drank lots of tea and hung out with a poorly pup, made an awesome salad and had a great workout. I didn't get anything of importance done, but I had a really good day. I think maybe I need to stop beating myself up so much about being productive all the time, and learn to just enjoy days as they come. Life lessons there - slowing down is a good thing, being busy all the time isn't necessary and life can be just as amazing in front of the tv as it can be when you're off on new adventures.