Tuesday, January 11, 2005

Lazy Day?

Today feels like it's been a lazy day. I didn't make it up to campus until almost eleven, which is highly unusual for me (I am often in my building before they play the national anthem in the morning).

The funny thing is that, although I'm feeling like I've accomplished nothing today, it's not entirely true. I had good reason for not getting to campus and starting my schoolwork until eleven. I was up by 6:15 and at the temple for the 7:00 session, and there's no way to argue that this wasn't a productive use of my time, especially since I haven't gone in, well, longer than I should have.

Then I got home around nine and, because it's January and it's 48 degrees outside and I don't know when that's going to happen again (certainly not in the next 10 days, according to Yahoo! Weather), and because I knew I wouldn't have time in the afternoon, I threw on my running clothes and running shoes and set out on an hour-long run, my first real run since the break. It was a beautiful morning - overcast, warm (relatively speaking), and just a little drizzly - and when I got back I just felt good. I'll admit that running is (arguably) less productive than the temple, but it certainly isn't a waste of time.

And yet I have this dreadful feeling of guilt any time I do anything other than schoolwork. I tell myself constantly that there needs to be more than school in my life (and judging from the amount of time I engage in non-school activities, I obviously take my own advice to heart), but there's always that part of my brain that won't let me feel really good about doing anything that might keep me from my studies. The only day I can banish such thoughts is Sunday, only because I have refrained from doing homework or even thinking about school on Sunday ever since a promise I made with a close friend way back in my junior year of high school. Sunday is different, and it's habit now.

Temple attendance, running, talking with friends or family, writing in my journal, practicing the organ, reading a good book, writing for the 100 Hour Board - you know, not one of those things is really a waste of time, but I still only feel as though I'm using my time well when I'm working on homework and sitting in class...and to be perfectly honest, sometiems working on homework or sitting in class is a waste of time, far more than any of those other things on the list.

Does anyone else have this problem?

3 comments:

Krista said...

But of course I do! Of course, I'm better at supressing that guilt, which is a Bad Thing, and I also have more wrothless things that really are worthless, but your problem is definitely shared. Do some heavy-duty homework, and then just go enjoy yourself, guilt-free. You can do it.

Etelmik said...

Yeah, that's me too.

I find that I've been feeling consistently guilty for enjoying ANYTHING in life. Pfft. What's THAT all about?

Amy said...

Why do we feel guilty for enjoying anything? Isn't life supposed to be enjoyable? At least a few of us out here seem to think that if we're having fun we're obviously not working hard enough. But if something is worthwhile, it should be rewarding. Shouldn't it?