Sunday...restday

When I look out of the window from my bed, I see the snow pouring down on the streets of Luzern today again. Mid April, and still snow is falling. On the one hand my brain is triggerend by it, and somewhere it is thinking on where I should go outside today for a snowy hike and a half eye is looking at my ski gear which is still standing in the corner of the room here. On the other hand, I had already calculated today in as a rest day, and I will just be sticking to that plan today because I feel (of better said, I just KNOW) that the body and mind needs some rest for today.

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A whole day of chilling on the couch and in bed. When I was younger this would always feel like a lost day, and I would always be sort of annoyed by the fact that I was having one. It would feel super chill until a certain point where the FOMO of life would kick in again, and I would start to send some texts around to see if anyone was upto something where I could tag along. Often I would be too late already because a lot activities are not next to the hometown and people would be miles away. That would be the confirmation that my lazy ass was just too late with these decisions and I would stay homebound feeling sorry for myself and bored to the bone. The FOMO of life

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I only once lived with a roommate in my life for about a year, and she was literally the queen of balancing her rest. Always busy, always working out or doing something, but some days she would just stay inside (and this was in the Caribbean so staying inside was always kind of weird) with a book and a coffee and her dog and just relax. I would always look at this with one criticizing eye, and one envious eye. Because in that time, resting wasn't an option for me. It was like a necessary evil which would take too much off of my living time, and only when I was really half dead, I would stay home indoors, yet seriously kranky dealing with that fact.

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My last couple of weeks were again a nice example of living to the max. Skiing, flying to Portugal, hiking, having friends visiting, going to beerfestivals on boats (why are beer and boats such a good combo?) and also working a decent amount of hours in between in my responsible job. After some friends left yesterday who crashed at my place because I live so centrally located in the country and the the train connections are always going towards my house, I cancelled every other half appointment that I had (currently our city has a foodfestival this weekend going on, nom nom nom, but because of that there is always something to do) and went into hibernation modus.

And it feels good! Music, the blockchain and the Walking Dead are my occupance and I am totally fine with it. Better said, I feel like a queen in my own nest chilling her days out. I guess age is maybe a keyword in this? Or acceptance on being satisfied with life and not wanting more out of it, because damn....I already have so much out of it?

Maybe in a couple of hours I will get annoyed again and have the feeling that I want to leave the house again but maybe I won't. Today will be all about resting, making smoothies and taking vitamines, tanking coffee and letting the hours just go by. And I am happy with it, a whole new acchievement.

Happy Sunday everybody