A yawning day opens with the usual Gratitude List, while I'm still under the covers. I plant my feet on the floor with a Blank Slate.
Such a considerably unusual event - a non-event. A Saturday with no regard for timetables.
No packed schedule.
No jammed To Do's.
No slit-my-wrists traffic violations while careening from one project to the next.
Now what?
What am I supposed to do with these sixteen vertical hours?
There's nowhere to be.
Nothing to do.
Except for the laundry list of things I've put off for my business.
Now there's a thought.
Nah, decide to wash the car, then wax it.
Walk the dogs in a new neighborhood.
Head to the Farmers Market.
Then a few yard sales to browse prices.
Futz around the yard, collecting dog doo.
Clean the house.
Toss in a load or three of laundry.
Move furniture around to create a stronger energy for PROSPERITY.
Brush the lint off my jackets.
Only then do I feel motivated to pick up my Content Folder and take a peek at my work for the week.
Sigh.
Six and a half more hours to go before bedtime!
No people clammering for my attention. Nothing noteworthy to do.