these days

How I love this weather! The days go by faster, with less effort, and more good energy flowing through. Wake up, eat breakfast, play outside, play play play, then eat lunch, and then rest and restore while mama gets to some quiet time. It's just a shame the warm days last less than three months here. We were all getting a little cabin fever, I think. This last week has been perfect, with the temps in the 70s and 80s, and I am looking forward to many more days of hours spent in these gentle rays (not beating and wearing like the San Antonio sun). I'm already proudly sporting a slight tank-top tan; maybe I'm the only one who can see it, but I don't care. Some winters I forget that I actually possess the ability to acquire a pretty nice tan.

We are moving into our new apartment in a few days and I am so happy that we will finally be back in our own place and back on our own schedule. Our back door will go right out onto a beautiful green yard with a nice little playground a quick skip away. I'm going to be making a trip to get some plants and colorful pots soon, and bring a little green life inside. Man, it was a rough couple of months, and I wasn't exactly sure how things were going to work out, but they did... they really did. I'm happy. I don't need much to be happy and content, and God provides.

Lately, I've been craving an even simpler life. We don't possess much... I see the culture of consumerism as a rope that really holds us down. But even through the things we do own (you know, those things we don't really need but it's nice to have), and the constant desire to want more more more, I feel like I'm going against what I really want in life. I'll admit, it's hard for me to pass the coffee at Starbucks and just drink it from home, or to not buy the bright red vintage pot even though we have like, three pots at home. I've been seeing that even though we don't buy a lot of stuff, the desire to have stuff is there. Just because I'm buying stuff at  thrift stores, and I may be reducing my footprint on the earth, but I'm still contributing to the spirit of consumerism. I want my children to know there is more to having a good time than going out to eat and browsing the aisles of a thrift store.

But anyway, I'm more of a realist than a dreamer, but I can't squash the desire to purge and then travel and I definitely want a life more full of experiences than things. Damnit, I've been sleeping on an air mattress for a year, and clearly, I'm fine. And let me tell you, when barefoot season begins I can't suppress the pseudo-hippie in me (you know, the one created by Fern Gully, Bambi, and The Secret Garden. Thanks, the 90s.) So every day I'll half-jokingly tell my husband, "I want to sell everything and live in an RV." And every day, he'll half-jokingly reply, "Okay. Let's do it." But then there are bills, and the fact that we kind of need some sort of income, and the piano he bought me for mother's day last year (at a thrift store) that wouldn't really go with the whole RV thing. But I guess we'll figure it out. It's the journey, not the destination, right? I guess I've got quite a lot of my journey to go. That's encouraging. I'm okay with it thus far.

1 comment:

  1. How I can relate to wanting to teach my children "there's more to having a good time than going out to eat and browsing the aisles of thrift stores"! (Actually my children help me out of that spirit of consumerism, last time I was in a thrift store, Elliot had a (THE worst in his history) tantrum/screaming fit that went on for 15 minutes straight and finally I had to walk out, with out any intact dignity, holding that howling child. I hadn't bought a thing.) Truth be told, I am not in dire need of anything but I still crave those perfect photo props, and that rustic basket, and summer clothes and...hear ya sister!



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