Oy, the neglect.

I’ve neglected the blog. I’ve neglected the garden. I’ve certainly neglected the housework. Billy will, at times, have me believe that I’ve neglected him (though that’s a lie, I tell you! A lie!).

I’m overwhelmed. There’s just so much to do for the book and the museum and the next book and the kids and the house and the garden and the chickens and these people insist on eating three meals a day and apparently it’s my job to provide those meals and there’s aikido and piano lessons and piano homework and regular homework and it’s already time to register for summer camps and Jesus Christ have you seen what summer camps cost and… Fuck, man. I’m tired.

I’m not complaining. It’s all good stuff. But apparently it’s possible to drown in good stuff.

How about a nice list of things I’m loving right now that aren’t obligations? That sounds good, yeah? Relaxing, even:

Giddy about: Revolution being up on Goodreads now. Feeling all legitimate and whatnot.

Reading: Light Years by James Salter. I sneak chunks of this when I can, and I’m closing in on the end. Fairly certain it will become one of my favorite books of all time. It’s mind-blowingly good.

Listening to these three songs in an endless, obsessive loop:

Nick Cave: Jubilee Street (a little NSFW, if you’re in a place where need to worry about that. Come back and watch it later, then. It’s okay.)

The Hold Steady: A Slight Discomfort (I actually–and uncharacteristically–don’t love the lyrics on this until the 2:36 point, but they’re great after that point and Tad Kubler’s composition throughout just kills me. Close your eyes and let it wash over you type of music.)

Broken Social Scene: Anthems for a Seventeen-Year-Old Girl (Pretty much perfect.)

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One comment on “Oy, the neglect.
  1. Knittripps says:

    I don’t even want to think about all the things I am technically neglecting on any given day. If I can mark one good thing off my To Do list each day I feel a little better. On top of being a Mom and working a full time job, marking one thing off the ever growing list is good enough for me.

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