Strange pause-week – between holidays. Don’t know which day of the week it is. Don’t much care. Week of non-work, get some things done. But not too many.
Week for reading books, for curling up on couches to binge-watch or snooze.
It’s non-2017, non-2018 – week between unwrapping day and New Year’s day – for winding up what can be wound, ignoring what can be ignored, for not worrying about worries.
Week for reflection, of not knowing or caring much about what happens today aside from knowing I’ll feel more rested by this time tomorrow.
Every newspaper, every news show – prediction filled. Reviews how mostly unexpected last year was.
So, during pause week, how are you spending time?
Does review of recent history help predict and plan the near future? Does our near future need predicting or are we better off to just leap off a cliff into 2018?
Don’t know. Cannot comfortably put my head to pillow without some understanding what I’ll do when I wake up, what I’ll do tomorrow and the day after that.
Change that? How? Make fewer appointments? Plan one hour ahead?
Can’t we leave things to chance?
Because we are accountable.
To others, yes, but mostly to ourselves.
Tally your time – work time, play time, eat time, sleep time, shop time. Always exceeds 24 hours. How then can we insert time to accountability? There seems to be only one way – making it part of everything, then we never forget. Nor get away …
Accountability to ourselves, to others – as essential to life as roots are to trees.