Not Wasting, Not Wanting

The littlest of my daughters has been at school all day today, and I miss her. (I guess I’ve gotten accustomed to the two biggest children being gone all day, every day, which is perhaps a bit sad, too). But I had a writing morning, and it felt good. The work feels once again productive. It helps to have actual assignments with money attached, and deadlines. Earlier this week, I received page proofs for the stories in The New Quarterly, and perhaps just as exciting, saw the mockup for the proposed cover–for which, drum roll please, I’m also the photographer!! Cows on the beach. You can see it, too, in less than a month. Makes me want to go looking for a better quality camera, and acquire some actual post-production skills. If you want to see inspiring photos, take a look at a blog written by an old friend with an amazing eye for beauty; it’s called This Is Glamourous and these photos of Chicago are her own. Tangent. Where was I? Oh yes, scanning page proofs late at night. I’ve also been picking away at an opening chapter for the proposed memoir. My operational goal this fall is to squeeze it all in. The happiest days in recent memory have been filled almost to bursting; yet instead of feeling stressed or worn by the exacting organization, the necessary running from place to place (literally; I wear running shoes for this exact purpose), the occasional laspses (lost my wallet yesterday, only to find it ten frantic minutes later exactly where I’d been looking for it in the first place), I feel energized, enthusiastic. I feel like something valuable can be found in every moment, every interaction, even the ones that appear on the surface entirely unpromising. Waste not, want not. Despite all the hurrying, I am relishing a newfound (rediscovered) patience. Taking time to kneel in the grass with CJ and track the progress of a ladybug. Taking time to feel my feet grounded to this earth.
And now, a little more writing while naptime holds.

"I Was Happy"
Rainy Days

3 Comments

  1. I am looking forward to days like this with Quinn when the big girls are both in school. At the same time, I find myself wanting to revel in the chaotic mess that occupies our current lives, and the togetherness I see in the kids. It’s invaluable.

    Look at those big kids you’ve produced!!!!! All so different from each other.

    So glad to hear your excitement for writing again.

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  2. Hey Carrie,

    I am thinking about taking a photography class after my sewing class is all done. If you are interested in doing one let me know. I am going to look into where, when, how much etc. in the next week. I can fill you in on what I find out.

    Enjoy your weekend,
    Tricia

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  3. Hello! Just came across your lovely comments about the Chicago photos — thank you! Great news about The New Quarterly and very excited to see your photographic debut — certain it will be wonderful.

    Hope you’re well and would love to catch up on FB or e-mail sometime,
    xo

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