I look at these photos taken in upstate NY last weekend and think how serene these images look. Summer calm. They encapsulate what Northeast summers feel like – hazy and green, the air kissed with humidity. We’re experiencing the season in handful of moments like these and doing the best we can to savor it because the truth is, when you’re in a retail-based business, you’re already thinking and preparing for the next season ahead. Holiday inquiries are starting to come in. It’s a weird head space to be in sometimes because I’ve always had a hard time focusing on the present. This doesn’t exactly help 🙂
But if it’s only pockets of time that we have at the moment to truly enjoy summer together, we’re doing a bang up job cramming as much as we can in, to the point where Miss C lamented with a sigh that she wished we stayed home some weekend so that she can “nap on the couch.”
Kids. So dramatic. But I’ll admit that I wouldn’t mind a weekend away from the car. Back-to-back weekend road trips have been hectic. We haven’t slowed down all summer.
I can’t remember a time when I wanted – no, needed! – more hours in the day. There’s a lot going on; things are happening (I think!) and it’s been good. But as is my nature, it’s never enough, and I need more time. Sometimes I ask myself, why is that? Why is it never enough? But I usually just shrug it off even though I often feel like I’m hanging on by a thread.
I read all these articles on simplifying your life and think to myself that it sounds really nice, but life is complicated and sometimes even messy. I’m starting to acknowledge that I think I prefer it this way. It’s a state that I think I thrive in, which sounds really weird I know, but my mind is at far more at ease when there’s too much going on than when there isn’t. The irony at play here is that I feel like I’m in a constant state of trying to organize the chaos.
Humans are funny.