You may have noticed I’ve been a little quieter around here lately.
I wish I could say it’s because I won the lottery. But boo hoo, I didn’t. Possibly because I never bought a ticket.
Instead, I’ve been practicing the art of extreme laziness. It’s something I haven’t allowed myself to do in a really long time.
You see, this whole thing about making money on the side while working full time, taking care of two rowdy kiddos and blogging about all of it – it’s a lot of work. A LOT OF WORK. There were many nights I had to dig down deep to find the smallest scrap of motivation to wrap a book I’d sold, or do some blog maintenance, or post something to Craigslist.
And somewhere in mid-February, I sputtered out completely.
So I let myself step back from all self-inflicted obligations, and I took a break.
It’s been quite fabulous, really. I didn’t realize how stressed I was until I allowed myself to not be an achiever for a few weeks.
Here’s what life has looked like for me while I’ve been not blogging and not trying to make money.
I’ve been the Queen Bee of Finishing House Projects.
If you think this sounds like the antithesis of laziness, it’s not. Making drop cloth curtains is about the easiest project one could do. And doing it while watching girl movies from my iPad, now that’s just plain therapeutic.
I almost set my kitchen on fire.
That’s what happens when I try to get creative with food. I was heating up some vegetable oil so I could fry tortillas when the pan burst into flames.
I put the pan on the ground and beat it with a kitchen towel. Luckily I had enough sense to not use one of my good microfiber ones. No crisis can separate me from those things.
I’ve been listening to church.
I haven’t found a church I like in Phoenix, so I recently started listening to podcasts from Imago Dei church in Portland. I just finished their five-part series on vocation. I recommend it highly.
I’m in the market for a new car.
Which means I’m spending every spare second on car websites looking at models, researching invoice prices, following every link on Twitter about car buying, test driving cars, dodging phone calls from car salesmen, and in general trying really hard to get something I want at the price I want it – which may or may not happen.
Car buying sort of blows.
Know what else blows? This.
Staring at me every night.
Step away from the Easter candy, Lindy. Step away.
eating reading, I’ve been reading a book.
A Million Miles in a Thousand Years by Donald Miller.
This book is about living your life as if it’s an epic tale – as a struggling protagonist who triumphs in the face of adversity.
It’s made me think about the story my life is telling right now.
Paying off debt is not a bad thing. Saving money is not a bad thing. Making money on the side is not a bad thing.
But sometimes I let these things overshadow the other good things in my life, the ones that make my life rich. Things like friendship, charity, and motherhood, and going out of my way to do things for others.
I still want to make more money, pay off debt, and build wealth. But I want to make room for these other things too.
How I do that?
By thinking bigger, for one. By listening to that quiet voice inside, nudging me in certain directions. By seeking to use my skills for the benefit of the common good. By being more generous.
So if I’m quieter around here, don’t be alarmed. It doesn’t mean I’m going anywhere. It just means I’m out working on my epic tale, so I can come back and tell you all about it.
And now, if you’ll excuse me, this protagonist is going to face the adversity of the Easter candy again.
She’ll possibly fail.