Preaching to yourself

I just caught myself doing something. Well, more precisely not doing something. Something you normally don't want to catch yourself not doing. I didn't follow my own advice. I wrote that hopefully uplifting piece about weekends and how you should start living your life right now. And then on Saturday...I didn't really live it. Well, to come to my own defense I had to work. And before we had to go grocery shopping. Still, I could have done more. And instead I was not using the time that I still had left, but basically wasted it.

In the evening I wasn't really happy with myself. I went to lunch with my boyfriend, which was nice as usual, but a part of me screamed: "you have a huge to-do-list at home. HUGE! And you are taking working as an excuse to do nothing at all." And then the voice in me went on in her very sarcastic voice, that somehow resembled my Mom's voice: "So, are you happy with yourself? Happy with your weekend so far?" And I started to argue with myself that I did actually earn money that day. "Still, you know you could have accomplished more. You could have gotten up earlier. Writing that letter you wanted to. Scan those documents you wanted to. Call someone you wanted to call...."

So, because my sarcastic, Mom-like voice did not really shut up, today I did use my Sunday. I went to vote - Yeah me, for being a good citizen ;) - and then on an hour long bike-tour with my boyfriend and then I cleaned my Grandma's patio and then wrote an important e-mail and then searched for job-opportunities and now I am writing my blog. Yes, me! :D

Now, I need to continue to be that productive and check some more things off of my to-do-list and then I can look back on that "use your weekend"-entry without feeling slightly embarrassed.

Only thing is, I think my legs are going to hurt very very badly the next week.