Now that I am 'semi' retired from my nursing job, (my husband told me to start using that term....it sounds more encouraging than working 'part time') I have so much more time at home. I have always enjoyed just being at home, but it seems that now, more than ever, I tend to waste more time here. I blame it on the internet...instant access to anything I want to read. That can be a good thing...but can be a real distraction, too. It's so easy to get caught up in reading and searching for anything that crosses my mind. Before I know it, I have spent hours in front of the computer.
I don't want to look back ten years from now and be disappointed by all the time I've wasted. I have decided to feed my internet addiction with things that make me who I want to be. It's true, you are what you eat...not only physically, but mentally, too. I have found that if I spend half a day reading facebook, my mind is then focused on people I know (and even those I don't truly know) and what is going on in their world. Oh, they went on a cruise? I want to go on a cruise. Oh, they ate at such and such a place? I want to eat there. Oh, they got a new car? I want a new car. Really??? Why do that to ourselves??
I want to take good care of my home, enjoy my home..."feeding myself" more homemaking blogs has renewed my desire to be that person. I am encouraged to get away from websites that do nothing to 'benefit' my life. I have started asking myself before I sit down to read or do something : "how is this helpful?" "how is this helping me to reach my life goals?"
Today I am piddling around the house. I have cleaned the floors, I have cubed steak simmering on the stove, and I'm waiting on my little grandsons to come over to spend the afternoon with grandma. That is definitely a good thing, no waste of time in any of that! I hope to spend time this afternoon going through some cookbooks and thinning my collection. I have always had this thing about cookbooks....I always wanted everyone I saw...but with the addition of internet, I truly don't need all those cookbooks any longer. Do you still use cookbooks?
|not my cake...borrowed pic...looks delicious!!|
I think the moral of this story for me is: one day when I read that book shown above in the picture, I want to see really happy and satisfying things in it....not a checked off bucket list of empty deeds, but a life fulfilled with satisfaction that I did what my heart really wanted to do. I want my grandchildren to remember me as a grandma who was there for them, who opened her home to them with good food and fun, who worked in her garden and kept pretty flowers, and one who enjoyed every little thing they did. Not a grandma who was addicted to the internet, who couldn't put her cell phone down, who always took us to McDonalds, who lived in a messy house and was lazy. I am responsible for writing my own story. So for now, my focus will be on becoming a better homemaker, a better wife, a better grandma, a better daughter, a better sister, etc. What about you? Are you writing a true story of who you really want to be?