little and ordinary
We all know that very few days come with a lovely “Ta-da!” moment, don’t we. Sometimes I feel a distinct sense of disappointment if my day has not delivered the pleasure of a satisfying finish – be it cloth, wood or wool – a sparkle to the bathroom, a line full of washing flapping in the sun, or a gleaming kitchen where everything is in its place and there’s a lovely meal cooking.
On a rational level I know that happiness cannot come from such external things, that I must seek that sense of contentment from within. And accept that some days will be very ordinary and that’s okay too. Goodness, the notion of constant happiness is so ridiculous, so greedy, so selfish anyway.
Instead most of my days – like yours I’m sure – are just full of little things. And that sun – well it comes and goes. So today, all I have is the ordinary – the unfinished – some little tasks finally done – some not …
:: such a pretty thrifted frame that I’ve been planning a Mother’s Day applique for – and done absolutely nothing about it and now it’s Mother’s Day this Sunday – sigh – we’ll just have to admire it’s prettiness and know that someday it will hold something lovely.
:: finally, finally, finally gluing some little Erzgebirge men back together – a wee visor for the postman’s cap and getting that drummer’s bloody arm to stick in the right spot.
:: instead of reading for next week’s essay – putting together a little still life on my desk – sweet bookmarks, an old pencil sharpener, anodised travelling cups, a vase of pine needles – all with their own little stories that make me smile
:: rearranging the shelves on my desk – well I had to put the shelves from the bathroom somewhere – the little folk and their animals are beginning to create their own tales on each of the shelves – the king with his pet elephant, the racoon seeking help from the wise woman, animals by the shoreline, Heidi’s grandfather …
:: fitting the old, vigorously washed and scrubbed meat safe (that had been not quite squished under the eaves in the back garden) into the bathroom corner – the tape measure said it would, even if at first it seemed completely impossible and I needed 4 squares of chocolate to
soothe my peevishness give me a moment to reassess – all it required was some aerial manoeuvring - I KNEW it would fit – the tape measure doesn’t lie! As for a fresh coat of paint – well, that will come. Julian’s going to Dublin next week …
:: realising I had just the right colour blue to go with my mustard scarf – but not the right shade of soft grey-cocoa – oh well, that just means a trip to the wool store.
My kitchen’s a mess. The quilt I started quilting on Saturday still isn’t finished. I haven’t cleaned my teeth. Or dropped the shoes off to the boot repair shop. Or taken the rubbish out. Or folded the washing. Or found the tax return. And it’s almost time for school pickup.
Ta-da moments – big fat zero. But there’s been lots of little and ordinary bits and bobs. That’ll do.
edited to add: I got my teeth cleaned, scrubbed the kitchen, took the rubbish out and found the tax return. And then, just as I was about to go out, for the briefest of moments, the sun made a dazzling appearance – always such a lift to my spirits – so I stuck some weeds into a vase and took another photo. ’Cause that’s how best to celebrate the little and ordinary:-)