I regularly read a friends blog. She has a new baby therefore it’s impossible to know when it is a “good time” to phone and catch up. Instead, I read her blogs and feel quite intimately familiar with both her and her baby boy. The current world’s technology allows me to feel closer to those I love yet have little time with. What a bizarre world we live in but hey….it works for me.
Perhaps it’s time to subject the world to my own drivel.
I affectionately recall the first blog I ever read by step son no.2. It was a simple statement “I hate blogs” so perhaps he won’t be reading my recollections of life however there may be others who do BUT it doesn’t really matter. It’s kind of like a Shirley Valentine type of experience but instead of saying “hello wall” and conversing about whatever ails me at the time, I could perhaps use my blog to reflect/moan/rejoice etc about the very exciting and fulfilling life I find myself leading.
Is it just a woman’s thing to love to talk? I’m a woman, who works from home and sees the world predominately through the eyes of a 4 year old son and a 17 month old daughter between glimpses of the “outside world” via the internet and a largely dysfunctional sector of society I am paid to write about. My gorgeous husband is like a scout for information on the “outside world”. He comes home from taking the kids out on yet another fabulous adventure and then goes off to work and returns to share “grown up” conversation with me which usually starts off with the kids and then expands to many glorious non parenting related subjects.
This type of conversation is of course so fundamentally crucial to my sanity considering my frequent seclusion within our beautiful home where I play the role of working from home mummy. There are some days that I really have to think carefully to calculate when I last ventured beyond the veranda to farewell the children and husband and of course out to the laundry and clothes line, hence the handle moretolifethanlaundry.
So, from the confines of my office and house today, I have actually enjoyed a rather pleasant and productive day. I spent the morning writing new court report drafts thus adding to my bewildering list of “work to finish off and email”. More work after morning tea which ended up being lunch and then I made an Easter card with my son to send to my in laws, fed and bathed the kiddywinks (which involved a frightful episode of baby diarrhoea in the tub….bye bye squeaky bath toys) and then some crafty time cutting out bunny concertinas in preparation for my sons 4th birthday on Saturday which coincides with the Easter Bunny calling in on Saturday morning (he has to time it when the youngest step kids are visiting).
The two highlights of my day are 1) sitting at the kitchen table tonight talking with my spunky husband and 2) watching my son fall asleep insisting that he hold his baby sister’s hand……shame she woke up screaming about 45 min later….it was a lovely goodnight vision.
To finished off my first ever blog, I’d like to quote and old friend from an email I read from him this morning:-
“It is easy to take what we have for granted, but the way we live does come at a cost- when we forget that we become spiritually impoverished and alienated from the planet that sustains us- acknowledging this cost is a first step to reducing it, while offering a path to a richness of connections unavailable to blinkered aliens. Engage your senses and immerse yourselves, occasionally, in gratitude for what we have”.
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