I have what I call “stay home days.” Sometimes I am totally lazy and sometimes I try to be productive, like putting away clothes and organizng, etc. When I’m home and lazy, I try to do a little something, even if it’s just unloading and loading the dishwasher (it doesn’t get unloaded until it needs to be loaded hahaha) or throwing in a load of clothes into the washing machine.
I try to have a few “stay home” days every week. It saves on gas, for one thing. I used to wear makeup every day at work and now I may not wear it, and if I’m home I’m definitely not wearing it, so that is a savings, as well. I may spend the day on the deck in nice weather, under the umbrella with a book or magazines, and I may tend to the plants or do a craft project, or bake something, but it’s all enjoyable for the most part.
When I’m lazy and feeling guilty, I remind myself that for my entire working life I was running around crazy, especially the times for over 25 years working fro local government. I always had at least an hour commute each way. When I had my daughter and had to take her to day care or school, it added to the commute. If there was an accident or construction during the commute, that added to the time and stress. My last position, I would sometimes have work meetings at night and sometimes there were parties which I would attend at night, which sounds like fun and it was but it was also time away from home. I remind myself of all that, and how I’d have to take time off work for doctor, dentist, doctor and dentist for my daughter, hair appointments and car repairs would be on weekends. It was totally run run run. Now it’s time to not feel guilty (even though I do feel guilty on occasion).
I’m fortunate that thanks to the government job I retired at 55 with a pension. If I am feeling totally bored in the future, I can always get a part time job. I have no desire to do so right now. I do volunteer three hours a week nearby (local history place).