Signing off till May
This legitimately happened to my coworker yesterday who showed up for his shift with a pillowcase thinking it was his white shirt.
“When we are born, we cry that we are come to this great stage of fools.”
This the quote I whisper-think to myself whenever I am confronted with a particularly challenging experience that has me questioning my own foolish audacity. What is this new obstacle you ask? After all, I am basically someone who inevitably ends up making their life way harder than it needs to be by doing '“too much” on a regular basis, or so I have been told. Well we are about to embark on an international trip as a family to take our toddler home to meet my family back in Ireland. SO we are flying 11 hours on a plane with an almost two year old who doesn’t do screen time, is in the 99% for height and weight and sitting on our laps and does not like to sit still for more than 4 minutes at any given time.
IT HAS TO BE DONE. I will be fine and al the people whose grump I am anticipating on the aeroplane will be fine. Life moves on, inhale exhale, we will get to our destination at least physically in one piece ok we are good.
Reads
I found a new substack writer whose work I enjoy consistently enough to subscribe to the free posts. As I have harped on about many a time on this site I cannot afford to pay to support all the wonderful creators out there and I don’t agree with the paywall model of substack but I will do what I can to support my fellow makers in the best, free, way that I can. This interview with Oliver Burkeman, conceptualist of the four thousand weeks approach to viewing life, was an enjoyable read. Oliver Burkeman on the futility of time management, the danger of accelerated living and why we need to stop putting off 'real life' by Pandora Skyes. I find myself constantly engulfed with the feeling of dread of incompleteness in my day to day life. The overwhelm that visits convinces me that I have to keep moving, stay busy, check off the To Do list in order to have lived correct. I know now this term, chronophobia, and I have really been trying to become present to my body and my breathing when I feel myself pulled into that space of thought. If you feel this plagues you also I gently suggest reading up on Burkeman’s ideas and philosophy. Here is a link to the substack, Books and Bits, if you are a fan of bookish things and someone who writes the way I want to but better.
Bants
I thought we all could do with a little nice bit of emotional comfort food to feast our tired wee eyes and hurting hearts on. I thought this was a lovely video it cheered me right up. Working in the service industry in America, sometimes kindness and patience between people who are strangers is hard to find. Let’s not give up hope on each other eh?
What’s this now? How did someone manage to capture live action footage of me living my day to day with my hurricane child?
Eats
Since I have been working and running in the evenings a little more here and there I am not home as much to make and eat dinner. I have found some good recipes for toddler’s snacks and meals that honestly I have enjoyed myself also. This sweet potato recipe was easy (although grating sweet pots was not the funnest fair warning) and I ended up using them as running fuel for myself on a long run so that’s a win.
That’s all folks for now. I am taking a wee (for fun not because of mental health issues) break from writing over the next two-three weeks. I will be back at the end of April/start of May. With everything that’s going on I just want to enjoy being in my day to day and give my overthinky brain a little time off so we can create some good good anew come early Summer.
