At 3:30am I lay in bed and I wrote. I thought it might be a blog post. I needed a blog post. It was almost the end of the month,
I called it Things That Irritated Me Lately. It was a list, and it was an easy list to make. This last month was a difficult one for me. There was everything from People Who Treat The Bible Like The IRS Tax Code to Early Morning Flights Home. But when I had listed 9 things, I sighed and rejected it. The vibes were more negative than what I wanted to put onto my blog.
So I made a new list. While I was making it, I called it Things That Soothed My Spirit Lately. But then I thought about it, and I thought about a conversation that happened on our family group lately and something my sister-in-law said about aid stations. You know, the mental health kind. It’s a David Goggins thing.
Here are some of mine:
- I talked with my most stylistic sister-in-law about feeling like I’m in a style rut, and then I spent some time on research and list-making and shopping and more research and experimenting, and now I’m having fun wearing clothes again.
- Watching Brooklyn 99 with my husband and child, and laughing.
- Singing along with Stephen Wilson Jr. singing ‘patches’ while I drive the state highways and county roads.
- My child coming towards me with a small stack of books she wants me to read to her.
- Discovering the existence of Udemy. Basically, it’s over for you people.
- Sharing salt and vinegar Pringles with my small daughter.
- A conversation initiated by an acquaintance entirely about books.
- Sitting on my kitchen floor sometimes.
- When people I’m training have good bookkeeping instincts.
- Every time my daughter’s arms wrap around my neck.
- A trip out of state to spend time in conversation with some of my favorite people.
- A fact about me is that I refused to have a BeReal when it was trendy but now I have it and I appreciate the daily reminder to be present for a moment.
- Beverages, of course.
- Writing in the middle of the night when I can’t sleep.
- That one day where one of my bookkeepers spent the whole day at my house and we unstressfully juggled bookkeeping and taking care of our toddlers and it worked.
- Trees that grow flowers.
- Reading a heavy brown book that was written before I was born.
- The extreme blue of my daughter’s eyes.
- Repotting the plant that was once my grandmother’s.
- Writing. Always. Forever. Amen.