Thank you all so much for your sweet comments yesterday. It meant a lot to me. My heart did feel bittersweet yesterday. We had a lovely Christmas, and I hope you did too.
You'll be relieved to know that all the Christmas decorations are in fact, intact.
They will remain that way for another week or so.
Maybe. I can't make any promises.
Now that the holidays are over, I can address what my heart has been mulling over for the last few months.
Do you remember when I was 'let go' (that sounds so much better than fired) a few months ago?
Three months and two weeks to be exact.
I do not want to return to gainful employment.
I feel that if I live a simple, frugal life, I won't have to.
A simple, frugal, self-sufficient life is my hearts desire.
I've been reading Thoreau's "Walden Pond"
and I'm fascinated.
The thought of living simply, quietly, and frugally strikes a chord deep in my heart.
I do not feel impoverished.
I feel extremely wealthy.
I feel a little scared.
It's new territory for me.
I've always been so busy.
These are the things I'm beginning today. They will seem random and crazy to you, but bear with me for a week or two, or year or two, and let's see if we can't figure this out.
I will only go to town once a week.
All of this running has to stop. I will take Aaron to the math tutor and on that day will do all my shopping and errands. When it looks like this outside, who wants to go out anyway? It's five miles to the closest store here.
View from Office Window
I will not buy plastic wrap or Ziploc bags anymore.
I have no idea if there is life without plastic wrap or Ziploc bags, but I aim to find out.
I will not buy anything new in the next year.
Yes, you read that right. Did you know that the first blog I ever read was 'No Impact Man'. I was so enthralled by it. I want to do it. If I can't find it through FreeCycle, GoodWill or Salvation Army, I shan't own it. For some reason, this doesn't scare me as much as the plastic wrap withdrawal. I do want to put the disclaimer here that I will be buying yarn and fabric, and I hope you won't hold that against me.
I'm anxious to know your thoughts on this. Could you do this? Do you do this? Am I crazy?
If a man does not keep pace with his companions, perhaps it is because he hears a different drummer. Let him step to the music which he hears, however measured or far away.