I’m still here…at home ignoring the piles of clutter, cobwebs and unwashed dishes.
The laundry is caught up. That’s me – always looking on the bright side.
My sister’s recovery continues. We’ve been watching lots and lots of British murder mystery shows on Netflix and a smattering of classics like Columbo and Rockford Files. Variety is the spice of life as they say.
Youngest daughter just completed week three of school. All in all, we’re doing okay. We’ve fallen a bit behind on our Tuesday and Thursday work, but I’ve stayed in touch with her teachers and we’ll catch it back up. Certainly a lesson in prioritizing and learning that you can’t do it all. First things first.
Oldest daughter and son are moved into their new digs. I keep finding things left behind and have a box for each one that I’m dropping things in. I’m going to count that as a bit of decluttering if that works for all of you.
My life seems crazy hectic and absurdly slow at the same time.
Some days are filled with a doctor visit, and lengthy outing to the grocery store or a 911 call and subsequent visit to the emergency room following a slip and fall (my sister, not me) in the bathroom. Luckily no major damage done although a hip fracture was briefly a possibility.
Other days are quiet and restful with binge T.V. watching. I’ve almost finished a rag rug that I started ages ago, but never took the time to finish.
This month has been one of the hardest I’ve ever had to make it through. So much has gone wrong – much that I’ve not even written about for lack of time and the fact that I feel that I should only whine so much in public…
Let’s just say that our dependable old and paid for truck may be ready for hospice. The floor is definitely done for as the result of the air conditioner leak. There still isn’t enough money. You get the idea. All just normal life stuff, but added together just a lot.
As difficult as everything has been, I’m beginning to view August of 2016 as a blessing of sorts.
I’ve been dreaming of and longing for simplicity in my life. That’s hard to find in the midst of living. At least I was struggling to discover it.
This month I’ve learned that simplicity is always there. It’s discerning the simple that’s the challenge. There are always choices to be made. When life becomes too busy and complicated, I don’t believe that it’s because we’ve totally made the wrong choices. It’s that we’ve failed to make any choices at all. We’re allowing everything to rank as number one on the “got to do list”. That’s impossible and a miserable way to live.
Simplicity may just be realizing that some things must be done and some things can’t be done and being comfortable and at peace with what is. Constantly reviewing a list of things that are waiting to be done is exhausting. Trying to get it all done is even more exhausting.
Seems like such an obvious thought. Sometimes I can be hardheaded and slow. Maybe even stubborn. It takes me a while to catch on to the obvious. Maybe this is a lesson learned…
Sitting with someone who has no choice but to sit is important.
Finishing a rag rug is important.
Washing dishes is important.
Doing a math test is important.
Talking on the phone to someone who needs to be heard is important.
Some things rarely or never make it to the top of the list.
Figuring out which is which is simplicity in action.
Visual artist playing with collage, assemblage and whatever else I imagine. Homemaker and homeschooling Mom of four children aged 10 to 24. Ready to fully embrace life and leave regret and fear behind. Each new day is an opportunity to love, create and live with intention...