Even after a week of cleaning up vomit and having my own share of vomiting, I feel good. I’ve been reading many posts lately and writing my share of posts on finding balance in this world of “Connectedness”. Or maybe I should call it “Over Connectedness”. This blogosphere that I’ve come to know and become addicted to love is pulling me under. Kristen at Motherese was the last post I read on Thursday that spoke so well about this topic and truly hit me in the gut (in an affectionate way of course!). Although I’ve been spending so many hours THINKING about how to spend the right amount of time reading the blogs I adore, writing my own blog, leaving thoughtful comments and responding to comments to feel as if there is a true conversation going on between all of us, while at the same time, caring for and maybe even SPEAKING to any member of my family… I haven’t really DONE anything about striking the right balance. And then there are my real life friends who really it WOULD be nice to chat with every once in a while…
Kristen’s take is that she needed to go on a Digital Diet. I agreed. Wholeheartedly (well, not for HER but for me). I decided I needed to shed 10 or so internet pounds. And I started, full force, this weekend. The outcome? I feel good. Really good. I started my diet Friday which wasn’t so difficult seeing as I had just finished my 24 hours of the plague and was just starting Hannah’s 24 hours of the same, but I can say, I shut down my laptop Thursday night and did not open it again until Just Now. And I left my iPhone normally attached to the palm of my hand in my bedroom for the weekend as well. It’s cute little pink cover teased and tempted me each time I passed by my nightstand and yes, I did succumb to the pressure here and there to send out a few Tweets, but for the most part, my hands and fingers were Free.
I was Free. My eyes and my heart were with my family. Where they should be when the family is together. No, I don’t know how the Bon Jovi concert ended up. I’m not sure if my friend’s daughter is all better after her scare on Friday. Any updates on a certain someone’s son lying? Not sure. But I do know I was here. In the moment. Present. And feeling good.
I wanted to jump into a post tonight that was swimming in my head all weekend but I’m still living in my weekend. The happiness I found in the little things. The first peeks of spring showing in so many simple ways. The buds of flowers starting to pop. The warm breeze through my open sun roof. My dog’s face sticking out the window of the car and the air blowing her hair straight back as her tongue literally lapped up the wind (is there anything more joyful than that?). My shearling clogs traded for converse low tops. My furry hood set aside for my sunglasses and spring baseball hat. The kids paints and easel left inside as we headed out with a crate of chalk and bubbles.
We taught how to give safe piggy back rides.
We learned how to play hide and seek. ($10 to whoever can find Luke!)
We tried to get our trucks to set sail.
We learned to accessorize.
We got baths. And much needed haircuts.
After far too many hours sick and in bed we made it outside. Even if it was in our pajamas and looking EXHAUSTED.
We had impromptu picnics.
We fully enjoyed borrowing things that weren’t ours. No, we still do not have next door neighbors so we will use their MASSIVE backyard until we do.
I sat By Myself for an hour looking at this view and dreaming of what was on the other side of the sea. And also smiled knowing that the mess right in front of me for once was not MINE to clean up.
I am ending this weekend Feeling Good. Done with the sickness. But just starting on finding the right balance between this world and MY world. They’re intertwined and can live well together I’m sure, but it will take a little testing to see how best to make it work.
Because I loved how I felt all weekend knowing that I was Here. 100% Here. And although my stats dropped DRASTICALLY (you do still love me don’t you?), the smiles I saw all weekend made it worth it.
Thanks Kristen for your great wake up call!