The change in seasons always brings about contemplation; for me anyway. It marks the passing of time much more significantly than the start of a new month. It’s the physicality of season change that does it. Suddenly I feel too warm in all my layers, and I can leave the house without worrying about a coat (sometimes).
With that comes the feeling that time is escaping me; it’s a border-line panic about something I can’t quite put my finger on. When this feeling sets in it’s time to take stock; the perfect antidote to this uncomfortable low-grade panic.
This whimsy list comes with compliments from Pip Lincoln, of Meet Me at Mikes. If you like reading about feel-good fun stuff, her blog has all the feels, and more.
Half way through September, in contemplation of the final term of school, Christmas a couple of months away, and life in general. Here’s me Taking Stock.
Making : chocolate chip cookies for the start of our holiday road trip tomorrow.
Cooking : ricotta gnocchi, from scratch! Boast alert – I also made the ricotta from scratch too.
Drinking : holiday feeling drinks – champagne, gin and tonic, and tea… always tea.
Reading: The Goldfinch by Donna Tartt. She is such a masterful story-teller that it is interfering with my sleep! Both keeping me awake to read and waking up, disturbed by events in the book.
Wanting: a bit of down time.
Looking: at maps, for our road trip.
Playing: hopefully some Scrabble while we are away.
Deciding: what to pack and what to leave behind. Spring weather is so unpredictable.
Wishing: for a dry spell – camping is no fun at all in the rain.
Enjoying: getting my teeth into a novel.
Waiting: for our washing to dry, so I can pack.
Liking: the idea of becoming a runner.
Wondering: if I’ll ever really be able to run 5km without stopping.
Loving: my magazine subscription to The Simple Things, a gorgeous English magazine.
Pondering: what to have for lunch.
Considering: where to go for my run this afternoon.
Buying: books, which I haven’t done for ages; there is nothing like holding a real book in your hands.
Watching: any British crime – the Brits do crime so damned well!
Hoping: for some sunshine while we are away.
Marvelling: at how quickly the year is flying by (I’m not sure why I am surprised at this. It’s always the same).
Cringing: Pauline Hanson – no explanation required.
Needing: to get moving or I’ll lose my motivation for my run.
Questioning: the big things, like how our treatment of refugees is considered ok by our leaders.
Smelling: Spring flowers, like the Jasmine sprig I picked at the park the other day.
Wearing: Comfy Sunday house clothes.
Following: recipes – which is a big deal for me, I try to free-wheel, but with something like gnocchi, I just wasn’t brave enough.
Noticing: how much my family all need a rest.
Knowing: that I will finish the C25K and I will be able to run 5km with out stopping (one day).
Thinking: how much I’d like to have a cup of tea on the couch rather than go for a run.
Admiring: my husband’s ability to get things done.
Sorting: clothes for packing purposes.
Getting: a new tarp for our camper trailer.
Bookmarking: a new art blog, Tea With Georgie, which looks cute and inspiring.
Coveting: some new jeans – comfy well fitting jeans are just SO hard to find.
Disliking: the way my house only stays clean and tidy for like, one minute.
Opening: the draw to get my running gear.
Giggling: often; I feel so lucky that laughter punctuates my every day.
Feeling: very fortunate.
Snacking: on chocolate chip cookies.
Helping: my kids to unwind.
Hearing: the whirr of my husbands power tools in the shed, my kids chattering and the sounds of a lovely quiet Sunday.