When you’re in need of an indulgent Sunday

I was in need of an indulgent Sunday.  Life has been quite busy recently.  A new role at work is keeping me more than occupied.  I often sit down after Cygnet has gone to bed to do the thinking that I haven’t been able to do at work.  At least I can pour myself a glass of wine in the evening.

Cygnet has been with his dad this weekend.  Our alternate weekend schedule means that I am now child free from 6:30pm on Friday night until 5pm on Sunday afternoon. 

I went into work yesterday, and my ‘to do’ list at work was begging me to go into work today too.  Fortunately, engineering work on National Rail intervened and the prospect of spending three hours on a rail replacement bus service persuaded me that I should stay at home.  It has been a very indulgent Sunday, and the kind of day that I need to make time for more often to preserve my mental health;  I have been feeling a bit frazzled recently. 

indulgent Sunday

I didn’t set an alarm, but rather woke up when my body was ready to; 8:30 this morning which actually turned out be 9:30 because the clocks have changed.  I made myself a cup of coffee and poured myself a bowl of muesli and crawled back into bed to eat my breakfast and to read my book.  I am reading This is Going to Hurt: Secret Diaries of a Junior Doctor by Adam Kay and it is absolutely brilliant.   I finally got out of bed at 11am.   

I put on my running kit and ran 5.5km, thus absolving some of the guilt I’d been harbouring for a few days for not having done any exercise.  My head was clear and I felt good.  I think it is the mental health campaigner Bryony Gordon whose mantra is “if in doubt, run it out”.  She is so wise.

I then had a bit of a podcast binge.  I listened to Anne-Marie Duff (the actress) on Kirsty Young’s Desert Island discs whilst I was getting dressed after my shower.  I listened to Trinny Woodall (from Trinny and Susanna and she now has a make-up range) on Emma Gannon’s podcast Ctrl, Alt, Delete whilst doing a supermarket shop and then I listened to Frank Bruno speak about his mental health on Bryony Gordon’s Mad World

I cleaned my flat, sorted out some of Cygnet’s toys and took them to the charity shop (something I can only do when he is not around) and then I cooked a roast for Cygnet and myself to eat together when he got home.

It was a Sunday at a relaxing pace.  It was a very indulgent Sunday indeed. 

*there are a few links and recommendations in here, but this is not a collaborative post.  No payments or favours have been received…unfortunately.  Pen x   

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10 Comments

    • thesingleswan
      April 1, 2018 / 9:08 pm

      OMG, a year would be amazing, but also a waste. I would feel the need to do something productive, more productive that a podcast binge.

    • thesingleswan
      April 1, 2018 / 9:07 pm

      Yes, absolutely agree. Pen x x

  1. March 29, 2018 / 8:06 pm

    Wow, this actually sounds A M A Z I N G! One day I will do this! I am terrible for filling up time doing all the stuff and definitely need to ring fence a bit more time to unwind…
    Thanks for the reminder, and for linking to #coolmumclub
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    • thesingleswan
      April 1, 2018 / 9:05 pm

      Yes, it was amazing. You need to do it. Pen x

    • thesingleswan
      April 1, 2018 / 9:03 pm

      Thanks Nige. A couple of years? Yes, that’s never going to happen. You might get a couple of hours – make the most of them. Pen

  2. April 3, 2018 / 1:29 pm

    It’s been a while since I last listened to a podcast. It’s great that you were able to find some me time. #CoolMumClub
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    • thesingleswan
      April 5, 2018 / 8:34 pm

      thanks for your comment Helena. Pen x

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