Summer nothing? Yes!
It’s different these days that time we call Summer.
The anticipation of it can be felt long before it hits. But it isn’t the same kind as it was when I was child.
Back then, summer meant end of school, carefree play outdoors til the street lights came on, endless adventure and refreshing ice cream in the middle of the afternoon thanks to the Dickie dee.
Summer excitement these days means an end to preparing and packing lunches, liberating bedtime rules and ceasing all wake up calls and reminders before heading out the door in the morning.
It’s about suspending routine.
Summer for a grown-up who works from home means getting the young ones active and out the door early enough that you can manage a respectable sleep-in but not so late that you’re stepping into the lunchtime hour. It’s a give and take in order to attain a guilt-free me afternoon.
Summer to me means trying to slow down with them to treasure moments and breathe in memories. But it’s also about carving out time alone.
It’s trying to fit the editing in around a swim or playdate or revisions between beach days and camps, while not begrudging anyone anything.
I’m not complaining, really. I’m savouring this time, juggling fun with quiet, excursions (Go…Take a Walk) with downtime. But sometimes its difficult not to lose yourself or your intentions in the midst of it all.
I’m trying to navigate that. I want to do so much and sometimes nothing at all. But when nothing at all is being done, I feel like I should really be up and about doing something.
Being free from routine should mean the freedom to do exactly that. Nothing. Putting feet up, armed with a good read and letting life languidly move along. Yet I’m still learning how.
I’m doing my best to figure it out before all this glorious downtime and summer adventure disappears…and the daily grind swallows me right back up again.
Paula Antonello Moore, Thoughts. Copyright: Monday, July 27, 2015
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