taking time (almost tempo rubato)
Not quite a tempo rubato moment but almost.
This week I'm trying to follow the advice of an online bloggy friend who is "taking back her lunch hour". Well, whoops dammit! I forgot yesterday but certainly made up for it today.
This morning, after dropping off the Wee Guy at school, I made a cup of tea and settled down on the bench on the deck to read thru a couple of fashion magazines (purely in the interests of research for the jewelry business, honest - Fall/Winter trends and all that). It was just warm enough to read comfortably and not feel like hurrying in from the chill. A good start to the day (I made some more long daisy chains to replace the ones sold in the Blackberry Gift Shop last week ... woot!).
As I toiled in my dim studio (my workroom is on the gloomy side of the house) the clouds scuttered and the sun came out. By lunchtime, which I remembered about today, the deck was like a sauna. My tomato tart and salad tasted positively mediterranean. I read cookery magazines and stayed away from work.
It's damned difficult scheduling decent breaks in the day working from home. If I do get up from my bench, there's this piece of housewark and that bit of tidying up to do. Work surrounds me. Though I am very good at ignoring the domestic crises, I do find that with limited time I tend to spend every last minute 'working' until I have to pick up the Wee Guy after school. It's not very efficient and it's not very smart.
Working smarter not longer.
Bon appetit!
PS: the watch waited until school pick up time to go all rubato on me
This week I'm trying to follow the advice of an online bloggy friend who is "taking back her lunch hour". Well, whoops dammit! I forgot yesterday but certainly made up for it today.
This morning, after dropping off the Wee Guy at school, I made a cup of tea and settled down on the bench on the deck to read thru a couple of fashion magazines (purely in the interests of research for the jewelry business, honest - Fall/Winter trends and all that). It was just warm enough to read comfortably and not feel like hurrying in from the chill. A good start to the day (I made some more long daisy chains to replace the ones sold in the Blackberry Gift Shop last week ... woot!).
As I toiled in my dim studio (my workroom is on the gloomy side of the house) the clouds scuttered and the sun came out. By lunchtime, which I remembered about today, the deck was like a sauna. My tomato tart and salad tasted positively mediterranean. I read cookery magazines and stayed away from work.
It's damned difficult scheduling decent breaks in the day working from home. If I do get up from my bench, there's this piece of housewark and that bit of tidying up to do. Work surrounds me. Though I am very good at ignoring the domestic crises, I do find that with limited time I tend to spend every last minute 'working' until I have to pick up the Wee Guy after school. It's not very efficient and it's not very smart.
Working smarter not longer.
Bon appetit!
PS: the watch waited until school pick up time to go all rubato on me
