Just doing the dishes

I'll be leaving for Daegu in 7 days.
An odd thing has happened. As my departure time inches closer, I find myself appreciating silly little things that used to seem mundane or even annoying. The other day my mum and I talked about how we tend to take for granted simple daily chores, until one day it dawns on us that we actually kind of enjoy them.

Although I'm excited about going to Korea, I have felt a lot of anxiety with respect to leaving my home and leaving Chris. This sense of wanting to slow time down has actually forced me to slow down and enjoy the present more.
I find myself paying attention to things, to how an evening at home floats by, for example.
I have always been somewhat of a Rusher, hurrying to finish this or tidy up that so that I can get down to the business of real livin'. While mindlessly doing the laundry one day, I asked myself what I was hurrying for...what was I going to do that was so much better than the laundry? Albeit laundry is not the most stimulating activity, but it's part of life, and you know it's really not that bad.

I have a feeling it's those ordinary things like doing the dishes (while Marvin scratches in his litter box and Chris makes coffee and tinkers nearby) that I will miss the most while I'm away.

If the sun refused to shine

I would still be loving you.

Inspiration is what you are to me.

Thank you,

Tere
xoxo

I'm so going to miss those dimples!

life now, noodle magoo

What do you do when you've detected an unhealthy amount of obsessive behaviour in your daily routine? I'll tell you what. You force yourself to do something different. In my case, stop thinking about Korea was my motto.

I tend to get obsessed with things (knitting, cooking, pigeons you name it) and it usually gets to the point where I have to tell myself to stop. With all this visa paperwork and research in preparation for my trip to Korea, it's all I've been thinking about. In a effort to prepare myself I've been imagining what it will be like to live across the world all by myself, I guess so that it won't be such a shock. However, the last week and half or so I've had nightmares almost every night, and so I think I might be scaring myself a little. I'm going to do more of the things I enjoy, and accept that I can't prepare for everything.



Stare in the morning shroud
and then the day began
I tilted your cloud
You tilted my hand
Rain falls in real time
and rain fell through the night
No dress rehearsal, this is our life

The words are from "Ahead by a Century" by The Tragically Hip, and the duck is one Chris took a picture of a few weeks ago, that I painted in acrylic on paper.

tee hee hee...

When the opportunity arises, Chris likes to "arrange" the fruit in our fruit bowl and see how long it takes for me to notice.