I got back from Nashville last night. About 10 hours of airports and airplanes, including the dirty, noisy, slots-ridden monstrosity of Las Vegas International Airport. I was glad to be home, glad for some solitude, and very tired from my Tennessee adventures. So other than the gym this morning with my gym buddy, I opted for a whatever-comes-next day today.
It's just like it sounds. You don't have plans, you just do whatever occurs to you to do next, whatever strikes your fancy. I did have a date to go to the gym and I needed to shop for food, but those were done by 10:30 and the rest of the day was free.
Here's some of what I did: Balanced my check book, played with my cats, very slowly unpacked and put things away from the trip, ordered a stylus for my iPad, snuggled with Frannie, got some checks endorsed for a deposit, emailed two friends, unpacked my new juicer, cleaned the litter box thoroughly, chased Sammy around, massaged my feet, roasted some vegetables, looked through a couple of catalogs (art supplies), finished a magazine article I started on the plane, took out the garbage, installed iCloud on my computer and uploaded photos I took on my trip. Printed out 5 of the photos for use in the studio. Made my first juice (apple, carrot, cucumber). Sent a couple of thank-you notes. Took a shower.
This seems like a lot but it didn't feel like a lot. It didn't feel like a burden or a duty or an obligation. It felt spacious and open. Anybody else do this?