The Role of Boredom In Our Lives

I was bored this week. I don't usually think of myself as having any time to be bored but that's the irony. This week I was bored of the things I was busy with. I had so much to do and none of it inspired me. I was even bored of parenting. Now before you think of me as a bad parent, you must understand I never stop loving my children but I long for other things. The every day tasks, the neediness, the routine. I was just completely done with it emotionally. Looking back at the way I dealt with stress as a child and teenager, I can see how much personal and alone time I required. This week was a good reminder of how much I need the time by myself. Last night Todd watched the kids while I locked myself in the bathroom and played violin for two hours. I felt immeasurably refreshed afterwards. Big sigh.....

I can also feel myself being drawn back to the many interests I put on hold while the kids were infants and toddlers. Now that Evelyn in almost four and Finley is 7 1/2 I have a little more energy to poke my head up above the fog and see longer term goals and desires again. There's a shift in energy taking place in our household. Life is just a series of transitions.

Today we spent a good portion of the day at Lake Wilderness in the wonderful sun, playing in the sand, floating on inflatable rafts. Balance is restored in my universe.