Not, oddly, one of those days where you wonder about whether your continued existence on the planet will ever produce anything tangible and worthwhile, or whether you are instead doomed to spend the entirety of the rest of your life looking at cat pictures on the internet*.
No, one of those super productive days.
I’m wondering if I need to write myself a to-do list for every day when I’m not working because the effect was astonishing.
On my list was the following:
– Clean some house
– Practice Guitar
– Practice Piano
– Order power supply connector
– Bottle cider
– Garden
- ?Print sepsis card
And apart from the sepsis card all of it got done and some other bits and bobs. Also I listened to lots of music, which is a bonus.
I actually managed to spend a good hour practicing music, which is astonishing to me. I have absolutely no commitment to these things, have never been a big one for practicing (or studying) so for me to hit a point where I was actually keeping playing because I damn well wanted to get the piece of music to sound at least roughly right was pretty pleasing.
Also I had a sudden understanding of how awful it must have been for my piano (or paino, which seems a strangely apt typo) to have listened to my terrible, terrible, timing.
* Which for various personal/health reasons was how I spent most of yesterday. Well, not cat-pictures per-se, but they might as well have been.
One of those days was originally published on Mostly lemon based
