It is rainy and cold here this week, a bit strange for the beginning of June. Biggest is disappointed because his class trip to the lake was canceled. I secretly am enjoying this weather anomaly. It feels cozy to be stuck inside when it’s rainy outside.
We had a nice weekend. It included a sushi date (mmmm) and a lot of kitchen/cooking time for me. It doesn’t get any better than that. Well, it does, but I’m trying to be a thankful/positive person.
Lately my mind has been on simplifying. I want a simple life and I don’t mean that fake curated perfect looking simplicity that you see on blogs and in magazines. I want true simplicity; to live modestly, cook our own foods, and make do with what we have. It’s a constant struggle between this want vs. our current situation.
We have a busy life in a busy suburb with busy kids and busy careers. I suppose there is a time and season for everything and some day things will be slower and simpler for us. In the meantime, I try to do what I can to bring pockets of simplicity into our world. Some people think I’m a weirdo for baking bread or making bugspray or insisting that things be made from scratch when I’m already up to my eyeballs in chores, but it makes me feel better, like I am taking baby steps towards something. Ya know?