Left unattended empty space seems to fill with dishes to be washed, hoovering and a lot of naps. Lord knows I have already taken enough naps..
I want the next week or so to be an experiment in whether the act of choosing can make this free time a little fuller in the best sense, a little more joyful, a little more meaningful, a little more me!
Now I may seem all fluffy poodle feelings and flowers.. but all this emotion hides a organisational whirlwind currently in the closet. I love lists. I love the way a paper and a pen can give you the illusion of being in control, the tick or the score through brings a kind of smug satisfaction to even dull jobs like posting a letter or filling in a form. They could make filling in the census at least a little bit sexy…
When the world is rioting and running amock, I make lists, take deep breaths and reach for me pre-packed emergency bag. Hopefully the zombie hoards can stave off the hunger pangs till I have my kit list sorted and my plan in place since I’ve been a bit off my game lately!
This feels like it might be time for a list to coming singing to the centre stage so here is my to do list for the next few weeks:
I want to go up to the top of a hill to watch the sunrise – just to see how different a day can be when I start it from a different perspective.
I want to sleep under the stars – or at least lie there and look up at them and have them look down on.
I used to write lots and then my inner critic got a bit too shrewd and biting (damn that degree).. I want to write a poem again and I’m this time going to try to focus more on it speaks that whether its properly spoken.
I want to talk to some strangers and remind myself of the bits of me that bubble rather than seeth.
I loved Kristie’s challenge but my good intentions seem to have slipped down the back of the sofa after letter 4 – it will be ressurrected!
I have written about remembering to love the people that are still here but it is far too easy to pack that love away in a quiet corner of my heart… so I’m going to think about how I can out it a little bit more!
I want to do something that scares me just a little and walk a little further than I think I can.
I want to free a few books because I love this idea and there is something lovely about sending words that have been special to me out voyaging to someone else. I may even go retro and put a message in a bottle…
I want to paddle, splish and splash – the sea would be preferable but I’ll take a puddle at a push since I need to learn to find happiness on rainy days too!
I want to dance.
I want to turn my phone off for a while and snap a few of the habits that keep me bound to the idea that dad is still here, still sick.
I want to go on a picnic!
Any suggestions of others things you think it might be good to add? I love your comments so if you have thought please put it down and help me shape my little fledgling adventures!