Too Much Of A Good Thing
I’m all for making myself conscious of the little moments each day so my eyes are opened to something I might have otherwise overlooked. Lately, it seems I’ve lost that knack because bigger projects have rooted themselves and required a lot of my time. I think being busy is good for a mind, but like everything else, it’s possible to have too much of a good thing.
Over the last few weeks, much spare time has been devoted to researching pellet burning stoves for heating our home and french horns, since that’s what my older son wants to play in band. Overwhelmed, I shelved both projects more than once. I know that procrastination isn’t a viable solution. Too. Many. Decisions.
Thank goodness my younger son (remember “Pickles”?) isn’t shy about reminding me to pay attention. We were walking outside and he yelled at me to “stop!” I did. He pointed to a caterpillar crossing our driveway. When I looked closer, I noticed the little guy expanded and bunched up like an accordion as he moved. See:
In another recent rare moment of awareness, I caught sight of what would be a wonderful cloud picture. Of course, I hadn’t brought my good camera with me- all I had was my cell phone. I kept glancing at the sky and finally, snapped this photo, before my lack of concentration on my driving caused my demise:
It may not be professional quality, but I thought it was pretty good for being taken at 65mph with a cell phone camera
As I sit here this early Sunday morning, with “to-dos” and ideas swirling in my head, I’m reminded of the importance of taking time to relax- to just “be.” I’m hoping that spilling the words out in black and white will give me permission to do this.
I hope you have a beautiful (and relaxed) Sunday!