This very word keeps ringing in my mind for a while now and I see myself saying it throughout this period too, more often than expected.
Just last weekend, Saturday to be precise, I remembered the plans I made the day before and how I reassured myself a full day's rest for that day. Since it's the only day of the week left for me to go over to the market and restock my goods against weekdays, I decided to leave very early to help me have a full time alone for relaxation.
And as planned, I got to the market, only to be granted pepper meat orders.
When my client asked if I would be able, I already said no. A little pleading from his end is what was needed to have me change my mind. His pleading was 30%, the 70% left is because I can't just see work and take my eyes off it.
Oh, Mhenn. The moment I finished the preparation and delivered, right there, was given another order. Three more followed me back home and that was it, I was overworked the day I promised a full relaxation moment.
This is more like a self-note, telling Tory, she has tried and still trying. Now,, not just my mind bringing up the reminders or my mouth speaking it more than expected but now in written form too.
This coming weekend is booked for rest only and not even Tory can change that and that’s settled.
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