I was finding regular out of work engagements particularly stressful, a rather stupid state of affairs particularly as loads of these activities were supposed to be enjoyable. The idea of, say, signing up to a twelve or twenty session weekly class of yoga or a craft activity was exciting and invigorating but the reality was different. Either I'd be totally exhausted before the class had even started or would find my physical and mental stamina would leave me half way through the session. It was a situation that wasn't really conducive to productive learning or self actualisation, the loftiest of the needs that Maslow identified.
So now I've largely cleared my calendar of those regular events for both me and Lou. Cubs on Tuesday remains but all other activities outside work are random. A weekend away here, a day long course there or a bit of one off volunteering. Lou attends ski club at Plymouth on a Saturday but he doesn't have to sign his life away. We go when we fancy. Yesterday I swam after work but it's unlikely that I'll be doing the same thing at the same time next week. The light levels are improving so perhaps in seven days there'll be enough minutes after work to fit in a short cycle or a potter in the garden. Who knows?
The consequence of this could have been that there's more time available for slobbing around, eating crisps and watching TV. But not a bit of it. As a consequence of not having the mental weight of a myriad of commitments bearing down on me the early signs are that I am far more energised and productive.