I’m a sucker for projects, and feel a bit lost without one in front of me. I think it has something to do with feeling useful and productive and all that, but it’s just how I am. I HAD to make something this week, something new and mess-producing, so I whacked together a bench for our back porch out of old plywood and 2x4’s, and got the kids to help me paint it today. Of course it involved power tools and a 3-year-old, which isn’t necessarily a good combination! Danger (did I mention the 18-inch-high wall around the rather small porch, and the fact that the boys and I were all working on projects simultaneously that involved hammers and nails?) aside, I had a ball. I think they did too, if the amount of red paint I scrubbed out of hair and off skin tonight was any indication. It was a project! It had a handy, colorful, fun result! I got to cross something off my list, and feel creative to boot!
I vacillate between wanting to always be busy, and then getting frustrated if I take on too many projects at once. (I think I’ve mentioned before that saying “No I Can’t” isn’t a strong suit of mine.) It’s nice when projects just line up one after the other, with an occasional lapse where I can just kick back and chill for a bit. I’d like to find a more even rhythm than the hamster wheel/apathy cycle, but it doesn’t really seem to be my thing. In the realm of slow and steady vs frantic activity, I’m a hare, most definitely. And you, are you a tortoise or a hare?