My attempt to find balance with the sweets, and the sours, of life.
Sunday, August 30, 2009
Efficiently Wasting Time
Please pardon my tardiness today.
First, I lost the battle of logic against the grocery store today, and took quite a tour through it. And I have yet to put it all away. So much for paring down the pantry.
Then, we all had a lovely lunch of turkey and tomato sandwiches, and then it dawned on me. School begins this week. I've known when school starts, but it hit me that tomorrow is the DAY BEFORE SCHOOL STARTS. Perhaps the biggest and busiest day of the entire school year for a mother. This was it. As of tomorrow, it's alarm clocks, full breakfasts, a definite uptick in laundry needs, packed lunches, carpools, homework, deadlines, and firm bedtimes.
So I decided to use this afternoon to my fullest advantage. To get one thing accomplished that must be done before school starts -- no time and not justifiable once school starts: Waste time.
Yep, I wasted an entire afternoon. After lunch, the rest of my brood got busy with outside activities. I slinked back inside. Stealth-like, I stole away to the sofa and watched an entire movie . . . just me . . . in the middle of the day. (Ever seen Calendar Girls? I highly recommend it for a feel good chick flick with a brain.) I could just feel my batteries recharging.
At one point, my husband happened upon me, smiled, kissed my forehead, and wished me a nice time. A keeper, that one.
It was a lovely two hours of nothingness. (For any of you who have not yet been there . . . I'm here to tell you. It exists. There ARE wastable hours.) Any thoughts of uniform shirts or bread making were chased away as quickly as they arrived. 'Twas quite lovely. (You must excuse my quaint British accent . . . the Girls have temporarily influenced me . . . for the better, I might add.)
Here comes the brood. They must be finished for the day.
“Years ago my mother used to say to me, she'd say, ‘In this world, Elwood, you must be...’ - she always called me Elwood - ‘...in this world, Elwood, you must be oh so smart or oh so pleasant.’ Well, for years I was smart. I recommend pleasant. You may quote me.”~Elwood P. Dowd in Harvey
I am a stay-at-home mom who is coming to grips with the fact that my children are growing up, and that is bitter sweet. I have several pets who understand me including a couple dogs, some beautiful pigeons (yes, pigeons), some chickens who boss me around, and a mourning dove who I believe is God's little whisper to me from heaven. I was a lawyer before I got really serious and became a mom. I love to knit, write, cook, and to take good care of my family. We struggle with my daughter's Reactive Attachment Disorder, and hold hands very tightly sometimes while we withstand the high tide of her challenges. Through it all, I am blessed to have a husband who is the corner piece to my puzzle.