So I’ve been spending more than my fair share of time on social media lately….
…..and really how did we eat before Instagram?
The last few days for me have felt like a real need for rest — plus intense feelings of guilt about others who don’t get a chance to kick back — and the intense enjoyment I feel lounging, enjoying the quiet and the sunshine and the snoring dog.
“Getting things done at my own pace,” as my husband likes to say.
I have Christmas preparations to carry out of course. The tree is up but not decorated. Tonight is the middle school holiday concert. I picked up my holiday cards from Staples yesterday and they came out kind of shitty.
Also I’m reading a lot. Obsessively following Twitter (we are living through history, by the way). Knitting. Watching Sabrina. Dreaming up ideas for my new sewing corner.
So, I am making good food for hungry people, two of whom are growing and too skinny. I am making sure the kitchen and laundry and household machines keep moving. I am available for company and emotional support. In short, I am doula-ing my family. It is very much women’s work, as it’s been done for centuries.
Another thing women have done for centuries is apologize and self-deprecate. I really want to say here: Its important to me right now to publish regularly and I can’t do that
if I let perfect be the enemy of good(as a smart friend taught me). I’m not sure any of this is “good enough.”
Some excellent advice comes to mind from my mother who says —
Just make a decision and be done with it. Right or wrong, it’s done.
That’s what I’m doing here. Thanks for reading!
