My ideal self wakes up at 5:30 in the morning, makes tea and heads off for
a morning walk with dad by 6. We get back home by 7:30, when I let out dog no.
1, remo. I gobble down my tea and read the newspaper. 8:15, I get remo in, and
let thomas out. I continue to read the newspaper. 9, I get thomas in and take a
shower. 10, I sit with a research paper. 12, I have lunch. 1, afternoon nap. 3,
I wake up and read a book. 4:30, I make tea as I continue to read the book. 5,
parents are home and we talk of the day’s exciting events. 6, I exercise. 7, I make
dinner. 8, I take another bath. 8:30, I have dinner. 9, I watch a movie. 11, I
sleep.
Wake up at 7. Make tea. Let remo out. 7:30, on the tread mill. 8:15, off the treadmill, remo in, thomas out, me, tea and the newspaper. 9, thomas in. 9:30, shower. 10:30, research paper. 12:30, lunch. 1:30 doodle music day dream internet. 3, book. 4:30, tea. 5, mum, dad. 6, treadmill. 6:30 dinner. 7:30, shower. 8, dinner. 8:30, book/net/chit chat. 9, movie. 11, sleep.
Did I mention I ABHOR timetables?
Does it happen? Nope. And why is that?
a)
Notice how I do not mention the internet
anywhere on that list? Yes. I spend atleast an hour everyday googling or
chatting. Both are indispensable.
b)
Talking of chatting, there is also the chit chat
with friends over phone. Averaging half an hour a day. Yes, once again,
absolutely indisposable.
c)
I dread the newspaper, I havent got the hang of
going through research papers and the book I consume a little too volimnously.
d)
I get an urge to doodle or day dream or listen
to music after lunch. Besides, in the off chance that I do fall asleep, somebody or the other always rings the door
bell.
e)
I make tea, but I am pissed off by now, cos I haven’t
had the nap. Its holiday time and I am still getting only 6 ½ hours sleep and
that is grossly unfair and all this because of those early morning walks to
avoid creepy people scattered across Kayamkulam at all other times. Aaaand I am
not losing any weight.
f)
So I don’t exercise and I don’t make dinner and
indulge in a guilt trip of why can’t you do what you set out to do. you should be ashamed of
yourself. you are so bloody old and most definitely an adult.
The solution? A treadmill (and other minor tweaks)
The solution? A treadmill (and other minor tweaks)
Wake up at 7. Make tea. Let remo out. 7:30, on the tread mill. 8:15, off the treadmill, remo in, thomas out, me, tea and the newspaper. 9, thomas in. 9:30, shower. 10:30, research paper. 12:30, lunch. 1:30 doodle music day dream internet. 3, book. 4:30, tea. 5, mum, dad. 6, treadmill. 6:30 dinner. 7:30, shower. 8, dinner. 8:30, book/net/chit chat. 9, movie. 11, sleep.
Did I mention I ABHOR timetables?
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