Okay, so I’m feeling entirely lazy right now. Like summer has finally caught up with me. Heat, humidity, long, languid days…you win. You win! I can be productive for a couple of hours in the morning, but by afternoon my mind wanders and I can’t get anything done. I have to remedy this before I start working on my revision again in the couple of weeks, or I am going to be in BIG trouble.
What’s nice, though, is that it’s not just me. At least, I don’t think so. Everyone around here seems to be moving slowly. And Chapel Hill has that great summer emptiness to it, when everyone’s out of town and those that remain are taking their time. There’s less traffic, less honking, less of a wait, well, just about anyplace. It’s all just so lovely, except for the occasional hints I keep seeing about a certain upcoming season. No thanks, Crate and Barrel, I don’t want to WELCOME FALL. And grocery store, I hate to point it out, but actually, for most of us, it is not BACK TO SCHOOL TIME! Maybe it’s the slowness that makes everyone want to jump ahead, get it over with. Me, though, I am soaking it up. And slacking it off, big time.
One thing I HAVE been trying to do, however, is establish a better dinner routine for my family. Usually, we’re all running around, dealing with end of day calls and emails, feeding my daughter first, because she hardly eats anything, then trying to do bed and bath before we deal with our own supper. It’s so hectic, though, that I decided to try and make a change. So yesterday, I dusted off our dining room table (which we never use, as the room is pretty much dominated by two big dog crates) and announced we were eating there, together, as a family. It was new, to be sure. And my toddler lasted about five minutes before getting super squirmy and trying to escape to her playroom. But while it was happening, I have to say, it was nice. When I was a kid, one thing my mom always insisted on was we all had to sit around the table and eat dinner together whenever possible. Just so we could see each other, amidst busy schedules, and catch up, even for just a few minutes while we stuffed our faces. Again, it’s a slowing down, which is something I don’t do enough of, to be honest. And the bonus? We put Sasha to bed, and everything else was DONE: dinner, dishes, garbage out, which meant I got to watch Entourage AND Work of Art before falling into bed. Score!
Sad truth of my life: I start my day with the Real Housewives, which I watch while I am on the elliptical before sunrise, and usually end it with Work of Art or Top Chef. I am leading a Bravo existence. Oh, man. I can’t believe I just admitted that. Did I tell you I started doing a family dinner, though?