R was meant to buy one for him, but ended up buying one for herself.
Ate both meals without screens.
No phone, no TV, no laptop, no kindle,… nothing.
Yesterday’s lunch—the first fully screen free (alone) meal—was a bit of a mess. I was anxious, itching to either pick up the phone or switch on the news.
It took a bit, but by the end of the meal I was calmer. I also took longer to finish the meal—spending more time on every bite, chewing better, putting the fork/spoon down between the bites,…
Today’s lunch was easier. Yesterday’s experience comforted me that any anxiety was unwarranted.
Dinner was harder in the usual aspect—R was home and watching TV1. It was easier in another way—there was a beautiful sunset outside. I placed the rocker facing the sunset (back to the TV), and slowly ate my dinner watching the orange sky and the green canopy.
It was quite pleasant. Slow, tasty, pleasant 🙂
Saturday morning: 50th parkrun. Maddie remembered. Thank you Maddie. Paint pickup from Screwfix on the way home.
Got a happy S for company in the afternoon.
Spent the evening on the road behind the house, painting the fence. It took nearly 4 hours for 8 panels. The wood hadn’t been painted in at least 7 years, if ever. It was drinking paint. A 9L can didn’t finish a single coat on the 8 panels.
A late dinner, some Glastonbury on the beeb. Late night.
Today began late, with an aching body.
Took boys for a short walk. Then went for a 70 mins easy run.
Showered, ate, washed the dishes in the sink, made a coffee, and read a book.
Around 7pm, I returned to the rear fence with the second can of paint. Spent the evening clearing the ivy at one end of the fence, then giving the fence a second coat (first coat for bits under the ivy and the bottom fifth).
Finished at 21:30. Cleaned the brush. Fixed (correctly this time) the shower holder. Took a shower. Shaved.
Now, having a pre-meal of peanut butter toast with red wine. Chicken schnitzel is in the oven.
It’s been a productive, happy weekend.
The only area of improvement is that I didn’t get to spend much time with Duds 🙁
Your mind is for having ideas, not holding them.
—David Allen, GTD for Teens
The more I hold in my head, the more my head flips around between thoughts, the less focused I am, the less productive I am.
Just write the thought down, bring it to a (temporary) closure, and focus on the task at hand.
There’s no trying new things without letting some things go.
There’s no new life, if there’s no death.
There’s no bandwidth to explore new books, genres, TV shows, people, if we’re not ready to abandon the ones that turn stale, or we grow out of, or finished.
Bandwidth is finite. Cognitivo capacity is finite. Time is finite.
A core constraint on growing, changing, exploring, is our reluctance to let go of some of what we have and are.
Create space by letting some mediocre stuff go. Then fill it with something new, untested, unusual. If it fits, great. If it doesn’t, chuck it and try again. Something new, untested, unusual.
Marked and drilled the holes, affixed the basket hanger arm, moved the Petunias into the basket, and hung it up.
Boy came over to inspect and give his approval.
Little S was sulking yesterday afternoon.
I saw him standing outside his house, doing nothing, looking morose. I know that look. That’s almost exactly how I used to sulk.
Later in the evening, he came over for a bit of play and chat, sans parents.
I asked him how/why did the sulking session end?
“My legs started hurting”
I love the honesty in kids 🙂
It was a beautiful day.
It was a long day.
It was a happy day.