Ever try mindfully eating spaghettios? It's one of the most important things I've done all weekend. When I drove home on Friday afternoon I had big plans for enjoying the 2 days off. I was going places, buying things, creating things and learning a bunch of new stuff. It's Sunday afternoon now, and I can tell you, the weekend didn't go like that.My car didn't move after I parked it Friday night. I haven't learned anything or talked to anyone except my family. I blew off grocery shopping and decided to live dangerously with only one bag of kitty litter. I don't know why, but it seems like backup kitty litter is important.
I didn't make a thing, though I moved around some art supplies. I didn't make any lists other than the grocery list that didn't make it out of the house. I didn't go to the bookstore or the park.
Though nothing went as planned, I'm more at peace than I thought possible. When I finished my spaghettios I realized the importance of all I already have. Realized I don't have to have new things, new experiences or new knowledge to make the weekend worthwhile.
While I have been fascinated by the whole "getting things done" movement, it doesn't really seem to work for me. "Adding value" to myself and my life doesn't make much sense to me right now either. The things that are important to me this Sunday night as I look back over the weekend are the number of times I petted my dogs, the smell of laundry detergent on my clean clothes, the time I spent sitting in mom's back yard, the naps I took, and the realization that spaghettios are good in this moment, not simply because they remind me of comfort food from the past or because they have iron and vitamins in them that might benefit me in the future.
Life is good. Right now. Just as it is.
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Glad you're weekend turned out exactly as it should. Spaghetti O's!! Hee hee!! Did you have plain, or ones with meatballs or franks? I LOVED O's with meatballs. I would meticulously eat all of the O's first, then the meatballs, then sop up the sauce with buttered (well, Fleishman's margerine) white bread...mmm mmm mmm...thanks for the travel down memory lane!
ReplyDeleteDefinitely meatballs! You sure had some food rituals! Sounds like they were happy ones though.
ReplyDeleteI remember well the spagettios. A also remember Pam accusing me of feeding her bennie-wennies on her 14th birthday. To hear you two, you'd think I never cooked. Well, I cooked meals nearly every night - of course you didn't like a few of them. Remember the liver-n-onions? Love you, Mama
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