I am a bit late posting my spring reads, but I blame the weather. I am guessing when it feels a bit more like spring, it will actually be technically summer. Try explaining that to a five-year old, like I have been for the past few months. ‘Yes, I know it is spring by the calendar, but no, a tank top is not appropriate when the weather is 16C and raining.’
This school year we are choosing a weekly theme, as a family. One of the early weeks of school was “happy” week as a way to get everyone adjusted to the school routine. Another week was dubbed “kind” week for obvious reasons!
The girls were very adamant this week should be “space” week. Not in a star-gazing way, but a focus on each member of the family giving the others space. It is that time of the term!
Today I have been thinking about space to write and to be honest I have been struggling. As I feel like I have had little space to write for the last week. But as I pondered those words this morning I remembered again that I am in charge of my own time. So if I have no space to write whose fault is that?
I have been talking a lot about my new rhythm this year and you would be forgiven for thinking it is just about writing. Because, well that’s pretty much all I have blogged about!
But if you recall when I introduced this phrase back in January, I also talked about one day being house day. A day for intentional decluttering. And I haven’t written about that because it is a slow process, and painful and it seems like I am making no real progress.
Or at least these are all the reasons I have in my head to tell you. But if I dig a little deeper, a little closer into my heart, I discover another reason altogether.
I know today is my writing day. But here I am at 11:45 and this is the first writing today. Why?
I had an interesting experience recently, where I started the week full of energy. This is such a rarity I celebrated the way I usually do in these situations. I wrote myself a to-do list.
Now this list filled an A4 page, but in my head I saw it as a to-do list for Monday.
Inevitably, life intervened and that list did not get finished on Monday, or Tuesday, or Wednesday, or even by Friday. But I found, when I got to the end of the week that list was 2/3 complete. And by the end of the next week I had completed everything on that list. And it made me realise that it is not so much about the list itself, but the time frame I had placed upon myself to get it done.
At the end of that first Monday I could have screwed up the list, and called the day a failure. And let’s be honest, most days I would have done that. I love my lists, and more than anything I love ticking off items on a list.
Hi, my name is Jodie. It has been one month since my last post!
Seriously how did that happen? The 1st March, and it’s autumn. Not that you’d know it with the clear blue sky and the top today of 38C.
A new month, a change of season, a time to reflect.
Things have been pretty quiet around here of late, and that is in part to Little Miss Control starting school and just getting my head around that. It is also if I am really honest due to my last post for kinwomen, and how much it took out of me to write that, and a little bit of fear about going back to the computer and baring my soul again!
But actually this post is just a mismatch of things floating around in my brain right now. Not enough to make a proper post, but enough to share, and as I am the one sitting behind the screen right now here goes: