Wednesday, December 18, 2013
Plus Plus Plus
We seem to have entered a period of clouds, rain and wind, which shouldn't be a surprise for England in December. I took the tube to and from work yesterday because the weather was just too bad to walk. Plus I am tired.
I feel like I have a zillion things to think about. Dave and I have been asked to cook the Christmas dinner for ten people at the house we're visiting for the holidays, and I am trying to think of this as an honor rather than a curse. (To be fair, when the hosts proposed it, they said we could choose another meal to cook if we'd like -- but who's going to say no to the hosts?)
Plus I still have to get gifts for my nephew and stepmother. Plus I have to order dog food. Plus the Christmas lights on the tree just blew out when I plugged them in, and I had to spend 15 minutes replacing tiny little bulbs until I found the one that was bad. Plus, plus, plus.
I guess this is just regular holiday angst. So much for our simple Christmas, right?
I am trying to remember my Zen training: breathe and be mindful. I am trying to move more slowly, and not dwell on the annoying jostling of the crowds on the tube. I am trying not to worry about my father or think about how I'm going to balance my time with everyone in Florida or how I'm going to ship my coffee table back to England. (Long story!) I am trying not to be whiny. I am trying to live in the moment.
(Photo: Olga bait, outside a church in Notting Hill.)