This has been an atypical summer for us west coasters. Hot and dry weather have been lauded by some as a “real” summer, while still others (ME!) much prefer the cooler, damp summers of years past.
As we make our way into August, I’m already mentally preparing for fall. I’m writing this from my picnic table, after finally receiving a showery day. Sweater and pants, but still enjoying Meegs and her friend laughing while jumping on the trampoline. I can hear crickets, but still see blackberries on the vine.
You see, August is the best of both worlds. The sun is lower in the sky, and the nights are cooler. We can enjoy what’s left of our oft too short summer, and we no longer take it for granted. We start to realize what my ol’ buddy Will once wrote: summer’s lease hath all too short a date.
I had a summer bucket list this year, and I feel like I’ve made some serious progress. Maybe tomorrow I’ll post it on here, and you guys can let me know about your summer bucket lists. In the meantime, I’m content to sit here, soaking up the August-ness of this evening.
Today is a quintessential summer day. The sun is warm, the breeze is fresh, and the grass is cool and welcoming. Thank God for days like this. The kind that remind you fondly of childhood memories, and dare you not to make more of these memories with your own children. When you’re surrounded by this most delicious of days, even the cynics of the world are out drinking in the sunshine.
So much of my life has been on the sidelines. Sunny summer days haven’t meant donning a bathing suit and hitting the beach, carefree with friends. When you’re fat, these things aren’t at the top of your list of things to do (well, at least not mine). I’m so thankful I’m finally stepping up and making a change.
Summer is the easiest time to eat well. We’re surrounded by fresh summer fruits and vegetables, and for me, my yard is full of them.
This time of year makes excuses hard to come by. There’s no reason not to go for a walk, or play with the kids in the yard. No reason not to buy fresh produce – it’s at its most inexpensive.
We have decided to build ourselves a greenhouse in our garden in order to grow more lovely natural food. Unfortunately we need a few essential tools that we’ve not needed before. We were not sure exactly which were the best tools, but found a great review site, Home Tool Helper which gave us a great lead. We now have a number of items, including things as neat as a set of precision screwdrivers. We’re all set to go, we just need some plans.
I’ve recommitted myself to losing weight, and so far, so good. Lynn is doing a seven day yoga challenge that I’m going to be taking part in this week. I like challenges – and I’m competitive. I’m going to compete against myself this week to see who wins. I’m betting the healthy me takes it all. Seven days is nothin’.
Why put off until tomorrow what can be done today? I love that quote. I’ve put off losing weight and being healthy, and that has “put off” so many things I’ve wanted to do in my life.
I’m off to enjoy this weather, this day, and everything in it!
I’ll leave you with a picture of this critter we found in the yard a few days ago….came ashore to lay some eggs in the grass. Kind of amazing!
We are currently in the process of building a playhouse in our backyard for Meegs to enjoy. I use the word “we” loosely, because really, Kevin’s building it. But hey, what’s a project without a supervisor, right? Watching him out the window building what will likely be her very favourite spot in our yard, makes me smile. Smile, and cringe. Watching tar paper rolling off the roof, one-foot-top-wrung-of-the-ladder reaches, and sunscreen-less 30 degree days spent putting up walls are what lead to the cringing. I have to look away or I’d be constantly shouting out the window “be careful!” and “do you want me to hold that ladder?” I’ve learned that my help, while silently appreciate I’m sure, isn’t as well received as I might hope.
Meegs often says “Daddy is a hard working man,” and he really is. Much of his spare time is spent doing things to make our life better, or more fun. It’s easy to forget how much time and effort it takes to do what he does, and it’s equally as easy to ask “What’s wrong? You seem cranky. What can I do to help?” when all that hard working Daddy really wants is a nap. Because 3 am comes early every morning, and those of us with the luxury of the summer off tend to forget that he continues to work before the crack of dawn, in addition to building the house that childhood dreams are made of.
An overnight visit with my aunt was on Meegs’ agenda for the last 2 days, and while Kevin (frighteningly) puts the roof on the playhouse, I sit on the porch reflecting on how legitimately thankful I am that he is ours. Because after all, he’s a hard working man.
It’s funny. When I think back to the time in my life when I felt the most like I was doing what I was meant to be doing, it was when I was blogging regularly. Was there a fulfillment in the constant gratification from comments and page views, or a cathartic nature to the act of writing down what what going on in my life? I’m not entirely sure, but I’m going to try and find out.
The last year wasn’t the cathartic, take back my health year that I had planned. It was fraught with sadness, anger, chaos and some of the hardest times our family has ever known. And then there was that proverbial light at the end of the tunnel. The a-ha moment. I could find more tacky cliches, but I’ll quit while I’m ahead. I changed my way of thinking. The workplace that I used to love but dreaded returning to? I didn’t go back, and I let go of the idea that success in life is tied to money and career.
When was the last time I was truly happy? When I was home with Meegs, working part time, blogging, making dinner every night, spending time with family and friends. So guess what? I’m working part time, making dinner every night, blogging and spending time with family and friends. I’ve found balance. The last time that there was balance in my life? I couldn’t even tell you.
So here is to a spring of reawakening old interests, of balance and enjoying the small things in life. I’m ready. Are you?