“The less you indulge yourself now, the more you can indulge yourself in the future, when you have made your fortune.”
― Elizabeth Gilbert, The Signature of All Things
The week passes by slow and steady. Some days want to slip by unnoticed, others feel never-ending and full of frustration. I finally snap out of it and tell myself to stop waiting for the story to pick up. There will be no light at the end of the tunnel, where I will emerge, strong, secure and with a different game plan. And so, I scold myself for circling around, second-guessing, assuming and speculating, when there is life to be lived.
Because, truth be told, I have everything I need and want right here.
I start looking at puppies, litters born sooner rather than later. We toss around girl and boy names and let go of the notion that a dog will only tie us down. We work in the yard and I nag him over and over to please get rid of the broken hot tub (and no, I don't want another one). I find a nursery full of native plants (with a delightful owner) and bring some plants home with me. He helps me make a new flower bed to put them in.
I cook new dishes for dinner, refresh my sourdough starter, go to the gym, read and listen to music. Letting lyrics and crystal clear voices be my muses, letting go of podcast with their underlying messages of how to live a better life. I cut flowers for tiny vases, fill the bird feeders and laugh at the chipmunk.
And one day I cry a bit because I miss the dog . . .
The week is full of everyday life, moments that demand my attention, moments that are not to be taken lightly, but savored and appreciated. Sometimes I think we look too hard for perfection in life, and in doing so, we miss so much.
how was your week?