Start on a Sunday
Sundays are bitter sweet. Sweet because you still have one more day to rewind, reset (?!), do chores before your re-run. Yet it is the last day of weekend. So, the night before, I tried to list what all I would like to do the next day and the list was long (as usual). My hair was due for its henna & there is the cupcake I promised my daughter, her English tests, the routine grocery chores & my intention of 10 mins surya namaskar.... I planned to finish my cooking before my family woke up and to some extent managed to achieve that (at least 80% of it). I was satisfied with my progress, achieved in spite of me getting up at at 7 AM. I am little unusual among my friends as cooking to me is still very specific with my own attention to detail, successfully repelling all few cooks that I had tried. Now that my daughter was wide awake I tried to steer her to do some physical activity before plunging to studies. She was excited to go in her bike now that the puncture i...