I think our eyes are starved of color this winter. It’s been gray and bleak and white with snow for so long, but it’s there of course, if you look.
I turned to Mark last night and said that all we ever seem to do these days is work. I think every small business owner feels this. When you spend way more of your waking hours working than doing anything else, it’s hard to draw a hard line between work and life. But there has to be joy! Otherwise what are we working for, why are we working so hard?
I really want to go on some adventures. Let’s make it happen! But maybe when the weather is a little warmer. I’m sitting here at home under a thick blanket wearing 3 layers of clothing, a down vest, wool socks and a heating pad. My granny transformation is complete. Well, it is 12 degrees outside.
I had one of those flash-in-the-moment feelings the other day triggered by something really random. I saw Miss C scamper across the apartment clutching a big stuffed animal to her chest and it made me laugh, but it also made me wistful that she wasn’t going to be that little forever. That feeling lasted only for a minute, about as long as it took her to scurry across the room, but it was sort of intense like a flash.
Kids can’t just walk from point A to point B, can they? They’re always running, skipping, sashaying – and in our household, tap dancing their way from room to room. Imagine if adults did that all day.