Yesterday was a time to play.
I haven't kept count of the number of times I've sat down with my laptop to write my next post, but I can tell you that I've done it again and again. I think, "Early in the morning, things will be quiet and calm." Emails and social media notifications from the hours I slept beckon. I think, "When Pip has gone to bed, something will come to me." I end up preparing a lesson plan, or chatting with Chris as he works into the night in his home studio, or watching old episodes of The Office. I think, "While Pip plays in her room, I will slip over to my desk and take care of it." I get caught up doing laundry, or washing dishes, or joining in her games.
In recent weeks, my blessed life has kept me occupied. Writing started to feel like a chore, when it began as a great source of joy. My primary goal with this newborn blog has been consistency. Yes, I hope the content is relevant. Yes, I want to share projects and ideas of which I am proud. Yes, I am involved in many things, and I value it as something that is just mine.
While struggling for the umpteenth time with what I might share next, I realized that I would benefit from following the sage advice of a friend who has blogged much longer than I. She said, especially when the writing got more difficult, to make sure to get out and play.
So, yesterday was a time to play. I stepped away from the laptop. Pip and I dabbled in her lessons I had prepared, but we also reveled in the fact that all nine seasons of Curious George are now on Hulu. I didn't complete the Halloween wreath I had planned, but we did figure out what we needed for Pip's costume. I was grateful when Chris offered to make dinner--something I usually enjoy doing myself--and served up some comforting grilled cheese sandwiches and tomato soup.
My family is content and I'm refreshed and excited to see what comes next.
My family is content and I'm refreshed and excited to see what comes next.
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