This morning I woke up to an alarm.
I hate having to wake up to an alarm on weekends or holidays, but I had an important appointment and I really couldn’t miss it. The trouble was, I was still having difficulty getting out of bed, and I kept hitting snooze — soooooo typical! As I lay there in bed, I mentally went through what I had to do in the day….
- yoga
- breakfast, coffee, etc.
- important appointment
- travel research
- grocery shopping
- running
- recipe planning
BOING. Suddenly I was springing out of bed. Recipe planning! I instantly wondered: if I got out of bed and got ready fast enough, could I do some of that before my appointment? Would there be time?
(There wasn’t, sadly.)
Later in the day, when it came to the time I had set aside to sort and browse through recipes, I immersed myself. It was blissful. Three hours went by very quickly, but while I was in those moments, it was like time stood still. Cliched? Yes. True, still.
It was meditational: I sifted through recipe cards as well as old printed-out and handwritten papers of family recipes scrawled or hastily typed. I leafed casually through cookbook after cookbook (no less than 6 today) while tagging potentially useful pages with a sticky note and penciled markings. I was in another world.
That kind of feeling — the one that makes me want to spring out of bed in the morning — is that the one “they” talk about? Is it just because I’m on vacation time that I’m feeling this way, the luxury of having all afternoon to browse making it all the sweeter?
Or is there something I’m missing?
Don’t get me wrong, I love the work I do. I love my job, my day-to-day profession as a teacher and ICT coach, professional guide, and general explorer of learning. I love it. And there are many mornings when I spring out of bed, due to what I know I have planned that day, excited to start my day with kids and colleagues. We do such cool stuff! But there are some days when I’m not excited to get up in the morning, even with how much I love my job.
Is every passion like this? Are some passions more spring-outta-bed-inducing than others?
I’m not sure. I’m open to ideas, and to hearing other people’s experiences about their spring-outta-bed-(or not)-inducing passions. Whatever the case, this much is true: I love recipe and meal planning. 🙂 I’m not sure anyone would pay me to do it, but I don’t really care because I’d love doing it anyway!
