Routine...something most of us often complain about...my work is so routine, life has become routine etc etc. Yet I think I can easily declare that I kind of love routine. I find a lot of peace in routine. Waking up, gymming, driving to work, office, back home, dinner, walk, tv, read and sleep...I realize without this schedule, we would never truly appreciate breaks. Yeah try and not do it for 2 months and there, we will be squirming for some routine...I would miss the songs on 102.4 FM and the peace of the beautiful walk at night...all simple pleasures.
(I remember being in a job where I had to travel 15 days a month and I tell you it was horrible. Catching flights at 6.00am, traveling city to city, the lack of sleep, the unhealthy food...arrgh)
I think we often misuse the term routine for what actually is boredom. Now boredom according to me is a personal bad habit...often very difficult to give up.
Which brings me back to thinking about weekends.
Come to think of it, weekends are extremely important events. I think I would give it as much eminence as I would give sleep. Weekends folks are about recuperating, relaxing, doing what you didn't do on weekdays, fulfilling needs that weren't fulfilled on weekdays. If you had a lazy week...an active weekend is what you need and vice versa.
Me being a poor soul who works on alternate Saturdays...can only theorize about Sundays and one which totally wipes out any possibility of Monday morning blues. There are two kind of Sundays..one the total lazy one and one the completely active one. A mix of the two just doesn't do the Sunday trick for me.
lazy - wake up late, eat, sleep, watch tv, laze around maybe go out for brunch, watch an afternoon movie, walk, do some grocery shopping from your local store...thats about all I would want to do on a lazy sunday.
active - hit the gym or the pool or go running for an hour at dawn...come back refreshed....make a great breakfast...all work done by 12...shop shop shop or spend the whole day at the parlor or spa or go to an entertainment center and enjoy the rides...catch up with friends for dinner..come home and hit the sack.
Today was the active kinds where i had the privilege of meeting up with not one but two very dear friends after ages..did it all...shop till you drop, gym, parlor, lunch out, dinner of yummy fish curry and rice. Actually feel I have attained temporary nirvana...looking forward to a great week ahead and I guarantee any one of these Sundays...and there will be no Monday morning blues.
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