Tuesdays feel like torture, unlike Mondays which have quickly become one of my most productive days of the week. There’s just something I hate about obeying my alarm at 7am. My whole body aches and begs for more sleep, but I somehow manage to shuffle out of bed and start my morning. Maybe it’s the fact that I know how productive yesterday was that makes it so much harder to convince myself to give as much effort today? I already know what my agenda has in store for me: two hours of freelance in the morning, another two in the afternoon, punctuated by some laundry and TV time. Instead of feeling ready to jumpstart the day, I feel bored! But also tired. So I procrastinate a little bit, allowing myself to enjoy my morning cup of tea and linger on the internet a bit longer than I know I should. By ten o’clock I find myself clawing my way out of a very deep hole of random video suggestions on YouTube, only because I feel a glimmer of inspiration in what I already assume will be a fairly boring day.
I wonder if I need to find something fun to do with my time on Tuesdays. But then I also wonder if I am putting too many things on my plate and just setting myself up for failure. Does anyone know why I always feel the urge to push myself; to always be doing something and never content with doing nothing until I feel run down and burnt out? Please tell me if you do because I’m dying to know the answer.
So maybe I spent my entire day procrastinating doing what I needed to be doing and ended up watching a few films along the way. At least I have tomorrow to look forward to, right? See you then.