It’s December 10th.
Did I just type that? It’s December 10, as in 15 days from Christmas, as in less than a month from the new year.
How did we get here to quickly, in such a flurry? I say that and it’s both literally and figuratively true. We’re in the midst of a winter storm, so there are literal flurries, but I’m also I the midst of a bit of lovely life chaos, so there is the figurative storm as well.
A few weeks ago, a friend approached me with an offer to become the editor of a magazine she owns. It’s a local magazine, and I’d written a few articles for it over the year. I hesitated. As you all know, I’m in school. And then there are the kiddos who may be able to technically put themselves to sleep at night and fix themselves breakfast but who, as any parent knows, never stop needing our attention. I don’t say that in a bad way, either. The other day, my daughter said to me, “Mom, I can’t wait until I’m 18 and you’re my best friend and I can just tell you everything.”
That, readers, is thrilling.
My son asked me last night to teach him how to wash his face. I wash my face every single night, but last night, showing him how to properly use Tatcha’s Rice Polish Foam and do a double cleanse, I thought: has washing one’s face ever been so sweet?
So, there are the kids, the house, the dog, the marriage, the school and now the work.
If it sounds like I might be complaining, even a tiny bit, even a sliver, don’t for a second let me lead you down that road. I haven’t been this happy in years, what with an office to go to, flexible hours, an intelligent boss, creative co-workers, a job that uses all of my skills and enables me to learn more and stories to tell always right around the corner.
This is why I’ve been silent, neglecting this blog these few weeks. I’ve been hustling like mad, going to meetings, setting up appointments, writing to writers, looking at photographs, and soaking it all up like a plant that hasn’t been watered in a very long time.
I have yet to purchase one Christmas present. I have no less than five books almost finished, sitting beside my bathtub, my bed and waiting for me on Audible, getting a tiny bit petulant now that I’ve officially neglected them.
I haven’t worked out, cleaned a toilet or scrubbed a floor in weeks. I’m barely keeping up with laundry, but the tree has been decorated, we’ve had a few decent, home-cooked meals, and I’ve found a few wines I’ll share with you this week, so I feel like maybe it’s time to come up for air and say hello and consider how I want to move forward here, on A Well-Spent Day, as we approach 2019.
And you all? How are you doing? Are you full-blown barreling into the holiday season? Is life sweeter than ever or hanging by a thread?
Drop me a line and tell me everything, in the way you tell someone what’s been happening over a hot cup of coffee, in a cafe with steamed up windows and fresh pastries - i.e., the best kind. :)
I hope everyone is well, warm, drinking something lovely, eating something healthy, waking from heavy sleep and looking forward to even the tiniest adventure.
Happy Monday, y’all.