Tuesday 1 November 2011

Smell the meal in the kitchen.

As my best friend so pleasantly reminded me tonight, I have already broke my commitment to blog once a week.  Funny thing is, I thought about it last night for a brief second.  Then I forgot about it.  Then I received the email, "I'm waiting..."  So even though I really want to go to bed, I am going to wind up my brain to put together something half decent. 
Let's not kid anybody, my Gap is for learning more than just social media.  I went back to avoiding social media last week and managed just swell.  Sure I missed several posts to my facebook page regarding Glee and New Girl (I have them on my tv list), but since I've lost interest in Glee (seriously, what's with the writing - one week is fantastic and the next week painful enough to turn off half way through) and didn't notice that New Girl hadn't been on (I love that new show, just been busy), I really didn't miss a golden nugget of info.  So the truth is, while I am committed to make sure I build on my talents, I am also enjoying the slower pace of life while it lasts.
For the the past year and a half, my husband and I would describe our home life as a gong show.  Both working full time, one travelling, kids scattered all around the community on various days for daycare (how many times did I turn down the wrong street, forgetting where my kids were that day), coaching for kids sports, etc, etc.  Really no different than zillions of other families out there.   It was doable, but obviously something gives, and in our case, it was my down time.  I didn't have down time.  When my husband said he was going to bed at 10:00, he went to bed at 10:00.  When I said I was going to bed early, it meant before midnight.  All that stuff needs to be done at night, or on a work lunch hour.   Longing for days at home when I could "get stuff done,"  I now have that time, and then some.  And my revelation?  Stuff never gets done. More stuff happens. (I really wanted to use a different word for 'stuff' that starts with 's' and ends with 't', but I didn't know if that was appropriate.   I suppose it could be appropriate considering I can officially say whatever I want to say, but I'm going to take the high road :)
So my Gap is also to enjoy time to smell the roses so to speak.  Or smell the REAL meal cooking in the kitchen.  Although I will admit that one frozen dinner takes up a lot less dishes than a yummy healthy one.  The other day, I did a few loads of laundry AND put it away the SAME day - now that deserves a Nobel Prize!!!
Satisfied Michelle?
Why the Gap?  Why NOT!!!

2 comments:

  1. There is always going to be "stuff"...It's our ability and willingness to let some of it go, and to take that time to smell the roses. To change out of your pajamas and the coziness of the fireplace and venture out for a drink with your best friend whom you see way too little of. There will always be a gap, the gap between what we expect of ourselves and what is realistically possible in this crazy world we call life. We can all take lead from you, to slow down and appreciate the gap, and find ways to rise above the gap and now fall into it. Love you, xoxo

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  2. Ok how do you go back and edit your comment, "not" fall into it, that should read :)

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