Day 175: Chore Time

So “Me Time” yesterday turned out to be a failure. Or a success. It depends on how you look at it, I suppose. It was Chore Time. Can Chore Time be Me Time?

I had two hours entirely to myself. The city at my feet. A car, even. I walked around a bit, had an iced coffee, and ended up… doing yardwork. Now, I did it while listening to a podcast I really like, which is something.

At the end of the day, I couldn’t bear to be inside, which is where most of my happy hobbies are. I didn’t really want to get out on the water at the moment. And ultimately, the lawn needed tending and the yard waste needed bagging. So there y’go. My me time was yard work, and a bit of coding for a side project I’m nurturing after letting it incubate in my head for almost a year.

Is chore time me time, if I want to do the chores?

I don’t know if this is a terrible symptom of (finally) growing up, but I chose chores. As I was saying to my wife later, I would have felt just stupid to be cooped up indoors during the glorious weather we were having. But most of my outdoor options would have involved a lot of driving, a lot of energy getting somewhere, or spending money I don’t have. So doing something with the satisfaction of knowing I would be happy to have it done won out.

This all feels eerily responsible and sane.

 

Day 174: Me Time

Yesterday was Spouse Time. Today will be Me Time. Why? My wife had a series of interviews around Prince Edward County — for her podcast and writing work, which is about beer (I know, I know… we make it work). So naturally, as a non-drinker, I was the designated driver.

I don’t like driving at the best of times. Yesterday was not the best of times. It was torrential, zero-visibility rain on the highway and the back roads on the drive in. White-knuckle driving. It was no fun for seasoned drivers, and I am, again, not somebody who likes driving.

Lemons from lemonade: I brought a laptop and got some good work done on a side project I’ve been noodling over for about a year now. My wife got a lot of interviews in for some writing work, one podcast interview under her belt, and material for about another four podcasts as well. So it was a good day, all in.

But I’m knackered. I woke up at 3:15 because my back was sore — I’m guessing the intersection of driving and stress. Wound up lying on the hardwood floor watching Phantasm IV for half an hour to get it back aligned.

In other news, I have watched all four Phantasm movies in the past few weeks. So that’s a thing.

So today, I’m carving out some time for personal goofing off. I think I’ve gotten a lot done in the past few days — kitchen island, a day in the County — but I haven’t gotten much ‘me’ on in the past few days.

This, sadly, is probably going to Costco or working on a website or just playing games for a while. The side yard is in deplorable condition, but I’m going to have to actively resist that chore to do some goofing off instead.

Me time is important, but it’s important to remember that.

Not getting value out of time spent for myself isn’t a problem with anyone but me, ultimately. I guilt myself out of enjoyment faster than anyone else can. So I need to get into some mental head space to actually have a good time goofing around this afternoon. It’s deserved.