Ahhhhhhh Spring. There is something about it that makes you want to lie on a blanket outside. Read a really good book. Be nice to ants. Enjoy the sun before it gets really hot. You love the blue of the sky, the green of the grass. If only the kids could enjoy it without you having to be involved.
Sometimes, I wish they would just leave me alone. Not forever. Not even all day. Just for a couple of hours. They don’t even need to do anything… I just need to not have to look after them or think about them for a while. I’m sitting here, trying to think of an awesome topic for this column, but I can’t concentrate because my 5 year old son is wriggling around on the couch, fidgeting while watching TV. I want to believe that he will be distracted long enough for me to write something, but it’s not his attention levels that are the problem, its mine.
I am a mum, a student, a casual employee and sometimes, a crazy person. To be all those things to all people requires a bit of creativity. I don’t consider myself a creative person... Creative people have art studios and flowing floral clothes, smell like paint and incense and feel at peace with the world. I am more like the Mad Hatter – fumbling through the demands of housework, limiting the therapy my kids will need when they grow up, handing in assignments late and creating a social life out of school pick-ups and weekend work.
It really is a wonder I get anything done.
You quickly learn to take advantage of whatever time you have. You know you are a busy mum when your one goal for the morning is to be on the 8:30am train to work, after having dumped your kids at school or kindy. Once you collapse onto the seat, you know the hardest part of the day is done, and no matter what happens at work, you have succeeded. You are a success. You made the train.
At home, you get caught up in all those things that you have to do: Laundry, dishes, bathroom. Remembering to feed the fish – but checking he’s still alive first. You get creative in cleaning the armpits of your hubby’s work shirts at midnight, so he has something clean to wear the next day. Lunches are made during your morning coffee when your eyes are hardly open. You let your kids wear tracksuit pants and a T-shirt to bed, and then decide the next morning that they look clean enough to wear for the school drop-off, after a stain check of course! Yes, these ARE signs of creativity, not laziness.
I love Serendipity. I love the intricacies of life. Synchroncity. Fate. The Universe. It's fascinating. It's all maths. It's all a balancing act. How can I lose? I have to admit I get cranky when I'm trying to read or write something, and someone needs a sandwich. Geeeez, didn't I do that 10 minutes ago? Or was it yesterday?
And in this rush to get things done, and do things I want to do - I forget my serendipitous little man on the couch. Warmer weather is coming - time to get outside and enjoy Spring :)
Serendipity is my new column in the new Hazed e-mag, available September 1st. See Hazel Loves Design for more information - You'll find a link in my Favourite Blogs list...
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