I have a lot of flaws, but one of the flaws that bothers me and probably anyone who will ever live with me is that I always feel like I need to be doing something. I know I get this from my mother, and I know she recognizes it, too, when she sees me. One thing that my friend and former roommate once pointed out to me was that just because I may be efficient doesn’t necessarily mean that I am having fun.

One day years ago when we were living together, I spent a whole Sunday out running many errands and then came home to reorganize and clean. When she came home later that night, she asked me, “How was your day?”, and I responded, “It was good. I got a lot of things done.” She said back to me, “Did you have fun?” And I replied, “Yeah, I was really efficient.” She then said, “Yvonne, that wasn’t what I asked you. I asked you if you had fun, not if you were efficient.”

I feel like I barely did anything today, and it actually felt good. Yeah, I did clean the bathtub last night, and I did sweep the floors and do the week’s grocery shopping, but today, I got the closest to doing nothing as I probably ever will. This weekend is the first weekend since the wedding that we have no plans, no visitors, and nothing on the schedule. And it feels so relaxing, which I rarely feel. This is a good feeling.