I ended up having a very unexpected and very needed day without anything scheduled other than getting to the farmer’s market for the things I have to get for next week’s columns and meeting up with one of my farmers.
I got up early and cleaned the house: dusting, scrubbed the bathroom, swept, vacuumed and mopped. Then I cleaned the kitchen and cleaned out and reorganized my fridge and pantry. Then I baked two loaves of bread and made some meals for the next few days and bottled kombucha and brewed some more and made homemade coconut-Shea-lavender lotion. And roasted squash to use in overnight oats and a curry soup and started more kefir and sourdough. And folded laundry and hand washed all my handwashables.
Then I walked outside and found a flat tire on my car (third one in two weeks). Instead of killing myself to get the tire changed and racing to the market, I texted a friend who goes every week and asked her to get my groceries, and handled all my other business over email.
One of the tough things about life being—uh, tricky—with the future of both my career and Braden’s being really unclear is that it takes TIME to live simply and frugally, at least in my world. Cooking things from scratch, making do and mending all take time for me. I’ve tried to be very balanced and organized with my days, but I’m also overwhelmed, so I will admit to spending a certain amount of time staring at the ceiling, goldfish mouthing.
I’m really grateful for that extra time today to get things done. I’m bit by bit getting together a better system for simple living in part out of total necessity and in part out of being inspired by the need to be creative and thoughtful about how I spend my energy.