‘Isn’t it nice to think that tomorrow is a new day with no mistakes in it yet?’ L.M.Montgomery
Today is Easter Monday, the last day of a 4 day weekend. The Tuesday morning alarm clock is creeping upon me way too quickly for my liking. I love that I am a list maker, someone who likes to be productive and organised yet equally I really look forward to those days when I have absolutely nothing planned. The days where if I don’t want to, then I don’t have to leave the sofa all day. Today was one of those days. Yet on the day itself all I feel is guilt for doing sod all, restlessness and boredom. I do appreciate not having any plans, especially if it’s turning into a busy month and I really look forward to the times when I can just chill. So why do I now feel like I have wasted the entire day?