I've been a lax poster lately. It's not because I haven't had anything to say, in fact, it's just the opposite. I've had tons to say but haven't taken the time or given the energy to get them down.
Learning of the Korean ferry disaster did something to me. All those kids who did nothing wrong, who didn't deserve the fate that found them, that put their faith in the crew who abandoned them. I feel horrible for the families they left behind, and for all the potential they'll never have a chance to live up to. It seemed as though I got lost in the feeling of loss here, and then stuff kept adding to it. Life is so temporary, so fleeting, so short and none of us knows how short it truly is until it's too late.
In the past couple of years people I know have lost kids, parents, spouses and friends. Some to illness, some to violence some to accidents. It's maddening and yet provides perspective. A reminder to never take anything for granted because there's no guarantee that the people you love will be here tomorrow.
Probably directly the result of the feelings mentioned above, I've found myself stressing out about not having enough time. I know it's a mental thing. Of course I'm not satisfied with the amount of time I have with my family, but I think that's the case for most working mothers. I was getting frustrated with not having time (or taking the time) to cook. (I would totally trade in my current house's layout for a great room off the kitchen where the kid can play while I cook).
I need to go back to freezer cooking, even though it feels like that is a giant time suck as well. But 8 hours once a month is better than one hour 20 nights. I guess.
Elizabeth Keen is a dummy. A big fat dummy. I'm an episode behind, but I've wanted to hit her in the nose the entire time. The. Entire. Time.
I have a low tolerance for whiners. And by low I mean no. It frustrates me to end to have someone complain about a situation and do absolutely nothing about it. I distance myself from those people. They're like emotional black holes and will suck the life right out of you. On the other hand, there are people who are warriors. Who take everything life has thrown at them and continue moving forward. Who get through despite the odds. These are the type of people I am in awe of, that I learn from, that inspire me to do better, to be better. If more people were like this the world would be a much better place.