Why do all of the best ideas come to us when we are comfy, snuggled into bed and don’t have a notepad handy? Over the course of a night I probably start three novels and master a way to keep my house clean, for good. But all is forgotten by dawn. So, as I am writing this, it is 3:37 a.m., I got out of bed, or couch, and got my handy dandy notebook and wrote a few blog posts. Now, I will probably put the notebook away, crawl back in bed, be nicely falling asleep and have the next big Shark Tank invention come to mind.
I wrote this the a few months ago and had to include it in writing about enjoying the time after everyone has fallen asleep in my house. The energy is so different than when everyone is awake. Our house doesn’t hide sound or light at all so if I want to stay awake and enjoy that time I must be quiet. Sometimes I just sit. I think. I pray. I do laundry, quietly. I read. I dream. I hope. I plan. I reflect. I organize. I let go. I prepare. I do dishes, again very quietly. I do homework. I paint. I just be myself. I be quiet. It is easy to get lost in mothering and working. I need the downtime to recharge and refocus. To see what changes need to be made. What am I doing wrong? What am I doing right? These nights are few and far in between but so worth it.
Oh and I received another $10 Kohl’s cash in the mail. What should I do with this one?