… and then, it was ten days since she last blogged. Sigh.
This is a summer cocktail of my own invention, half white zinfandel and half Crystal Lite pink lemonade. They go down pret-ty easy in warm weather. And this glass is a metaphor for my life… full full full, full to the brim.
So many philosophies are about how to simplify your life, about how to say no, about how to slow down and not get overwhelmed. Those philosophies are great ones for busy people to pay attention to. Me, though? Until I met Sparks a couple of years ago, my life was rather… hm… empty. I had a lot of time on my hands.
I truly pinpoint the turning point in my life, from “empty” to “full”, as being the Christmas I adopted Pudding. For the first time, I was sharing my living space with another active, breathing creature who had an agenda of her own. For the first time, I wasn’t in control of everything. It was a baby step, but I think it was an important one.
I’m not crazy about being alone, anymore. I’m not crazy about having unstructured free time by myself. When I do, I either start calling friends to spend time with me, or I dive into a frenzy of housework.
I’m at a place in my life now where I can see the value of sometimes saying “no”. I am at a point where I understand that there are people who have to turn away new friends and new adventures, because they’re stretched thin as it is. I truly think that a life full of noisy, happy chaos is better than one full of quiet, tranquil nothingness.
Having said that… taking an hour to drink a drink and wiggle your toes in the grass and contemplate whatever is near at hand isn’t a bad thing.