get lost

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It's 12:37pm. I'm sitting down to lunch  standing up at the counter eating again. I've just put Ian down for a nap. He's only gotten out of his bed 4 times. I think he's asleep now. The girls are waiting downstairs for me to come do spelling, math, and to read with them. We've already weeded our way through science, social studies, a violin lesson, and bible earlier this morning. The day has also included chores, a few errands, and a little first aid as Ian got a bottle of all-purpose cleaner and sprayed it on his face and in his mouth!! Carl is gone again. Just overnight this time, but still,  he's not here.  I'm standing amongst a pile of papers, putting the finishing touches on monthly progress reports, weekly certified teacher check-ins, copywork lessons for Hannah, and hand outs for my birthing class. Later on there will be dinner and swimming lessons. This weekend I'm on call and we have two slumber parties happening (one of which we are hosting).... there are messes to clean, groceries to buy, and gifts to wrap.


Sometimes I just want to get lost. And no- not in this:


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(clean laundry that waits to be folded. volunteers?)


I want to lose track of the day and the time and where I'm supposed to be and of what I'm supposed to be doing. I want to get lost in the most irresponsible way. I want to move at my own pace and linger and dawdle and dilly dally. 


I could get lost in:


:: a good book- to be able to just read and read and read...


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(Emma read her book cover-to-cover yesterday. She completely ignored me when I set a plate of apple crisp down next to her.)


:: a project (scroll down to the skirt) 


:: a long nap


:: a long kiss


:: a long talk-  a real talk. face to face. no calls or texts that end with "Sorry I've got to go" or "ttyl" or interruptions from crying children...but a real talk that only ends when we run out of things to say and not before.


:: pottery? I've never tried it before. I'd make this first.


:: a cup of tea


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(I found this one sitting on the counter 3 hours after I brewed it. The cup was full.  I had forgotten about it. I do it all the time.)


:: writing 


:: planning


:: a good case of the giggles


:: a good 5 o'clock shadow- mmm mmm. scratchy scruffy.


:: a good bite of chocolate 


:: a sunrise


:: ikea- I'm all swoony for this patio set. Could I also have the bayfront view too?


:: a challenge or something to figure out


:: art, in all mediums - i love this blog. mind blown!


:: my ipod and some pavement


:: my goggles and some water (preferably chlorinated)


:: my bike and a trail


:: my bed. oh I love, love, LOVE my bed.


:: window shopping


:: the library


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Do you understand this at all? Do you ever feel this way? I know that the days are long and the years are short. This fact brings me back to the here and now. It revives my patience and tolerance with all the demands upon my most precious commodity- time.


But oh to be lost for a while.