Taking time (3:14 time, to be precise) for myself

I love summer so much -- so, so much.  Even if I love walking through snow or running with my friends in the fall, I feel like I always orient myself towards these days that are just so full of sun and simultaneously so empty of regular classes and grading. Now that I'm here in the midst of summer, I want to really appreciate it and not to let it just fly by me before the next round of fall/winter/spring comes and takes away my daylight runs or sunny porch sittings.

I've decided to try to take a moment out of every single day to just stop and think about what I'm doing. In particular, I want to think about what I'm doing at that moment, not about the main task on my to-do-list or about my background worries. I've noticed in the past that 3:14 seems to be a time of transition for me, although perhaps I noticed that time more often because it looks like the number pi. At any rate, in the morning I'm often barreling through tasks, and in the evening I'm absorbed in family things (if my husband is actually in the country), but in the mid-afternoon I am more likely to be bouncing or searching or resting; it's a good time to stop and check in with myself.

So, at least for a little while, I think I'm going to take a moment at 3:14 to pause and observe this wonderful summer that I've been waiting for all year, and to see what it's really like.