Ever since my granddaughter was born, I have become incapable of doing nothing. Even when I am not spending time with her, I believe I should be productive in some fashion -- a feeling I haven't had since I was employed.
But I am reconsidering my position on this right now. Let's start with this weekend: if I have two days before me, maybe I should take one of them, pack in all that must be done by virtue of the fact that we live on a planet that spins and a day turns into night and then night into a day and then, with the other day -- do nothing?
Or, better yet, go adventuring with Ed?
When it became clear that tomorrow's weather will be superb, I floated the idea to Ed that we should seize it and head out.
We talked about it over breakfast...
... and neither of us put forth a plan that grabbed the other, leading Ed to finally say -- think of something, or else we'll wind up getting some more chickens, or worse -- a goat!
He is correct. We tend to live dangerously in that way.
But if we are to go exploring tomorrow (as if we haven't checked out every path available to the public for miles and miles!) then today must be chock full of tasks that must be done. Groceries. Bills. And yes, taxes, so that I would stop receiving cajoling messages from Turbo Tax begging me to take them on as a partner in that annual ritual of filling out forms you never really fully embrace or understand. Good bye trusty pencil and eraser, hello clicking your way through the dark hell hole that is the land of tax regulations.
And so you get (almost) no photos. I sat at the kitchen table and admired the cheepers for parading by the farmhouse on a rather cool day...
... but I didn't go out, didn't do yard work, didn't look for emergent greens -- I just worked.
(Wait -- all is not lost! Can I interest you in some kitchen table flowers?)
Now, let's see if tomorrow will bring us a pleasant walk, or, in the alternative -- a goat.
But I am reconsidering my position on this right now. Let's start with this weekend: if I have two days before me, maybe I should take one of them, pack in all that must be done by virtue of the fact that we live on a planet that spins and a day turns into night and then night into a day and then, with the other day -- do nothing?
Or, better yet, go adventuring with Ed?
When it became clear that tomorrow's weather will be superb, I floated the idea to Ed that we should seize it and head out.
We talked about it over breakfast...
... and neither of us put forth a plan that grabbed the other, leading Ed to finally say -- think of something, or else we'll wind up getting some more chickens, or worse -- a goat!
He is correct. We tend to live dangerously in that way.
But if we are to go exploring tomorrow (as if we haven't checked out every path available to the public for miles and miles!) then today must be chock full of tasks that must be done. Groceries. Bills. And yes, taxes, so that I would stop receiving cajoling messages from Turbo Tax begging me to take them on as a partner in that annual ritual of filling out forms you never really fully embrace or understand. Good bye trusty pencil and eraser, hello clicking your way through the dark hell hole that is the land of tax regulations.
And so you get (almost) no photos. I sat at the kitchen table and admired the cheepers for parading by the farmhouse on a rather cool day...
... but I didn't go out, didn't do yard work, didn't look for emergent greens -- I just worked.
(Wait -- all is not lost! Can I interest you in some kitchen table flowers?)
Now, let's see if tomorrow will bring us a pleasant walk, or, in the alternative -- a goat.
Plenty of dark days to come - unfortunately - yet this winter. Save your major indoor chores and paperwork for those days. I'll be interested to read how you and Ed spend your beautiful day tomorrow. Do you ever feel like you need to construct a day so that you'll have something to write about? Not that it would be a bad thing. We all need a kickstart sometimes.
ReplyDeleteIn my world today, I invited my DIL's Mom over for happy hour and that meant I had to clean up a little. It's good to set myself a goal with a deadline. I have such a stack of books in which I'm happily immersed, it's hard to do the mundane things.
Self-discipline is not my strong suit, I said to my aquatics friends, after not showing up to class for a couple of weeks.
No apologies. :)
JoyD -- I actually never structure a day to have a posting opportunity -- as you can see on this day! :) I usually have some thoughts that I will expand into a post if no scene or even provides adequate material. The one thing I will do is consider heading out just to give my camera a better workout.
DeleteBut the reason I like to really put us to the task of planning adventure days is that Ed and I always have great fun on them -- all the more so since we no longer travel together. But if we don't think about it in advance, the day often just runs away from us.
Today (Saturday) the day did NOT run away from us! :)