Inadvertently Giving Myself a Break

I just had what I tend to think of as a ‘Nothing Weekend’. I had no plans to speak of, you know, aside from like cleaning the house and working out and stuff. But no outside plans. In fact, if it wasn’t for little trips to the corner shop across the road from my apartment, best believe I wouldn’t have left the house at all.

Getting Comfortable with Doing Nothing

I’m pretty sure I mentioned before that I’m terrible at doing nothing. That I need to have a ridiculous amount of schedules and daily routines to feel settled on any given day.
I have to say this has gotten so much better with the addition of one little thing.