Published by Anders Sporring,
Day 192, in this Journal
"This too will end, and a new beginning will come"
Let's not beat about the bush that Sundays in general is the week's longest day. I remember my mother complained that it was the worst day of the week, and of course, it was. My father was a priest and Sundays were filled with sermons and 'fika'. But after he died it must have been so silent for her. For me it's much the same, living alone close to 6 years now. [It's not a choice, it's just how life turned out!] The silence can be numbing, and I can't wait for next week to start. Will it be more filled with noise? Probably not but still there's more movement outside.
So what can I do on a typical Sunday? Most twice a month, usually on Sundays I do my laundry (not this Sunday as the alundry room was occupied so I do tomorrow), I wash my dishes. I do the recycling thingy. In general chores, I don't do during the week just to keep myself busy. I read, just now I have three books that I read, not at the same time but it keeps my mind occupied.
Something I do every day is that I research, write down my thoughts, and store it in my Second Brain to stew. It's now a habit of mine, and it works perfectly. I have set a goal to write 45 articles on Medium this year, right now I have 32 published articles there.
Making other plans is also something I do more on the weekends, as it seems my mind is not occupied with other litlle things then. So this week I have mad e a rough plan how to reduce my stuff and only (almost at least) keep the most essential. Do I really need 12 coffee cups? How many times have I used them since I moved to this apartment? I can only remember one time, and that was when I had my housewarming party. And so on. (And yes, I have an article that I will publish later on about simplify your life)
..... And on that note remember that the Covid-19 crises aren't over yet so......
Be safe, keep your distances and wash your hands and take care of each other and your Lil selves!