Sitting around drinking hot chocolate…

A friend of mine, some years back, told me he spent every Saturday morning at an infamous coffee house writing his blog and planning his next podcast. I thought this was such a cool way of spending a Saturday morning, watching the world go by, as he sat, looking out on to a busy street with people rushing around, whilst contemplating the world and drinking coffee (or favourite beverage) but as I stop and think back now about that scene I now know why it appealed to me it was because it represented a lifestyle which I clearly didn’t and probably would never have.

For me Saturday mornings were and are always that time of the weekend where, if I can, I catch at least another hours sleep and then get busy with the household chores that I never got round to during the week – working full time. An industrious time, a full and busy schedule; one load of washing out and in to the tumble dryer and another load of washing in, empty the dishwasher and fill it back up again with the assorted plates, cups etc left on the side, cleaning down sides and of course the dreaded oven and hob. Saturday mornings = detergents, cleaners, cloths, lifting, scrubbing, hoovering, sweating and cold cups of tea.

So why do I sit here now and reflect on this? Well I know it’s not quite the Saturday morning coffee shop experience I described above but as I sit here with a hot chocolate in hand at the gym, waiting for my son to finish his spin class, I can’t help imagining again my friend’s experience. To me this sitting around drinking hot chocolate feels indulgent and almost a little odd but I can see that the ideal that once appealed to me still very much appeals.

I will continue to aspire to that Saturday morning ideal, stick it on a bucket list and wait for retirement when I will have the time (but maybe not the health) to enjoy such a thing. They say nothing happens in life unless you make it happen, maybe it’s time for a change and I actually make this happen… Eh?!

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