|Grandma and Grandpa and their beautiful garden.|
Almost 5 months since a blog post....what was that all about??? Well, the nature of life I guess. I was so sure that when I left my day job to be here at home I would have all of this spare time to do the things that I wasn't able to do before. But here it is several months later and I've still got a list a mile long that I want/need to do and I'm not much closer to getting it all done as I was last year.
So, what's my issue? In my grandmothers day, she not only kept a clean house, the laundry caught up and the grandkids loved on, but she also provided home cooked meals from scratch and maintained a huge garden that she canned to get them through the winter months. And she had just as many hours in the day as I do. Just how in the world did she do that?
I think the biggest difference between her life and mine would be the time that I spend on things that tend to suck me in for hours. Things like Facebook, Twitter, Instagram and HGTV. The only time I remember grandma turning the TV on was in the evenings before bed to watch Lawrence Welk or on Sunday evenings for Wild Kingdom and The Wonderful World of Disney. She didn't own a computer so email and social media wasn't a problem. The only phone she had was the one on the wall in the kitchen so she wasn't distracted by a text or a call when she was out in her garden or hanging clothes on the line. She was blissfully disconnected. Yet in so many important ways she was incredibly connected.
It's not that I set out to spend 3 hours on Facebook. I get up, grab a cup of coffee and then sit on the sofa for a bit to start my day. And I figure, since I'm sitting here, I may as well check my email real quick. Which leads to a quick look at Facebook and then a real quick look at Pinterest to see what my friends have pinned. Several hours and a few cups of coffee later, I look at the time, freak out that I've wasted a good part of my morning and then rush around and try to get a few things done, stopping every time my phone tweets to tell me that I have a text or that someone commented on my photo on Facebook. Insanity. Which then leads to this heavy burden of guilt over the things that I keep putting on the back burner (like posting on this blog).
I know that we're already one month into 2015, but I'm making an effort to turn over a new leaf (I know, I know, you've heard it before) taking back my day and taking a lesson from my grandma. I'm going to make an effort to become connected in the ways that she was; warm unhurried conversations with friends and family, digging in the dirt, planting beautiful flowers, cooking fresh meals and having dinner at the table with the TV off and the smart phones set aside. It's a process, I know. The thought of actually going out to work in the yard without my phone in my pocket feels strange to me. And after years of eating in front of the TV it might be a bit of a battle to do the dinner at the table thing. I just can't help but feel that by disconnecting a bit from all the electronics I'll be able to become more connected in the healthy meaningful ways that my grandmother was.