happy sounds
As I sit here in my bed in the almost dark room, I am feeling quite at peace. No long list of things that must get done is hanging over me. No packing, unpacking, cleaning or cooking awaits me. This inner quiet is allowing me to open up and enjoy the happy noises around me.
multitaking versus concentrating
Is it an age thing? Am I lacking on some vital nutrients? I used to be able to multitask efficiently. There’s no way I could have worked, traveled, homeschooled, gardened, de-cluttered, blogged and the rest if I wasn’t multi-tasking every second of the day. But these days, not only do I stink at multi-tasking, I
hello my name is gwyneth and i like holiday cards.
It should no longer came as any surprise to me, but I’m once again reminded of how “unhip” I am. Everyone around me is making fun of Christmas “brag letters” saying how much they despise them as being ridiculous and how they think the letters that make fun of the sincere ones are “hysterically funny”.
writer’s block
I have never, ever claimed to be a writer. Except that my *paying* job includes writer in the title… As a technical writer, I write, but my lack of creativity is outweighed by my ability to learn new tools and describe mathematical concepts. And, so , here I am, after weeks of simply posting daily
Learning to Breathe Again.
After two months of intense, packed lists of things that needed to get done, we are settled. And all of a sudden, I am ungrounded. No longer facing huge piles of things that MUST GET DONE, I am feeling untethered, not sure what I’m supposed to be doing, flitting from one thing to another, but
this turtle is starting to come out of her shell
I don’t know what happened. I got lazy. I got complacent. I was happy to be living completely within my comfort zone. I got boring. I got bored. True, I do have to step outside my comfort zone when the girls want to try something new. And traveling often forces me to step outside of
decisions, decisions
I’ve generally never had a difficult time making decisions. I get an idea, I run with it. I’m probably even slightly impulsive. I’ve never understood Chloe’s difficulty with making decisions. She can become stalled with indecision. She gets herself worked up, not knowing what to do, and ends up crying because she “just can’t decide”.
a whole week at home?
There is a chance that we will have a week (well, five days at least) at home this week. No need to get ahead, no catching up needed. Wow! What will we do? 1. Room of the week – This week is the living room. Not too bad, except for straightening out the homeschooling disasters.
Rant: Sharing Photos of My Kids
The other day, I read this article Inspired by Pink: All-Access Parenting and Limiting Facebook Photos, and it got under my skin. I’ve been seething on and off ever since. I wish I could figure out why this article made me so angry. Perhaps because the author comes across to me with a control-freak (the
the panic starts to set in
I keep stumbling upon the realization that we are leaving for our epic trip out west in, now, nine days. NINE DAYS! Holy cow. While I did complete most of the planning a few weeks ago, I haven’t at all really thought about packing. I often don’t pack until the day before a trip, but
Thoughts: (Minor) Emergency at Ground Zero
A little over a week ago, the girls and I were planning out how to spend our final day in New York City. I had already taken them to a new museum (the Guggenheim), a new park (Central Park), a fun exhibit (the Harry Potter Exhibition, great concerts (Sirius/XM) old haunts (Times Square, Coney Island,
Thoughts: The Journey is Half the Fun
The girls and I headed out yesterday to travel from Atlanta to Brooklyn for our annual kids’ music pilgrimage. The first challenge was the weather. Atlanta was very, very fortunate to have not been hit harder by the storms that rolled through. The tornadoes were north, south and east, but Atlanta was spared. No trees
Thoughts: Electronic Entertainment
I know. This is a highly charged subject. And one for which my own thoughts and opinions have fluctuated. One reason I am a huge fan of family trips is because it gives us common experiences and memories. These help bind and unite us as a family. On that note, I am not a fan
Leaving One Kid Behind
Generally when I travel, I either have both girls or no girls (though it is very rare for me to travel solo!). Out of curiosity on Thursday, I looked up fares to Austin for this weekend and was floored by the cheap tickets! Camille had an event at home that she had been wanting to
silence
While we are in a state park on the beach, it is a bit noisy here. While the campground is full of retirees and not party animals, we are at the end of the runway of Myrtle Beach airport. The flights aren’t frequent and do seem to have reasonable curfew hours, but the planes are
What tech canโt you live without?
What tech canโt you live without? Since I’m not on dialysis or a breathing tube, I surely could live without technology. As for what technology I would miss the most, I’m torn. While I’ve come to rely on my smart phone, it wasn’t that long ago that we used calling cards and had maps. I
Are you an optimist or a pessimist?
Are you an optimist or a pessimist? Clearly an optimist. For the most part, I have hope of a fun and interesting tomorrow … even for he literal tomorrow despite the predictions of hail which are forcing me to rethink our sightseeing plans. I can dream of new adventures and can turn most hurdles into
Packing: It Gets Easier with Practice
When I first started traveling alone with the kids, I would start the planning and lists a week in advance. I’d start packing days before the tripโฆ..partly from excitement and partly from nervousness. I’d obsessively print out itineraries, contact numbers, reservations and more. Over the years, the packing and preparation process has gotten much quicker,
Whatโs your idea for a perfect Sunday?
Whatโs your idea for a perfect Sunday? How would it differ from a typical Sunday? If itโs Sunday where you are, what kind of day is it so far? A typical Sunday does not exist for us. Sometimes I wish it did, but then I realize I’d be giving up something I love, the lack
How do you define a friend?
How do you define a friend? This morning as I was reading through my latest Facebook feed, a post from an old neighbor caught my eye. She was lamenting that screens are taking the place of personal contact and fears for the future of “friends”. I am a facebooker; I admit it. I read it
GBK Gwyneth