In a rush?

Me too.

Most days start with a flurry of school lunch making, bag checking, attempted showering and not looking in the mirror once. (If you'd told me I'd ever leave the house without at least looking I would have snorted a little rudely. Once.)

One day last week, Adam drove the big kids to the bus stop and Ivy to daycare. I stacked up the car to spend the day in the commercial kitchen baking for a local market on Saturday (which went well, thanks!)

They'd gone when I remembered it was library day. I rushed around searching for the library bags and the books. I found most of them, not all. Threw myself in the car, drove to bus stop, caught them as they were getting on the bus, amused all the neighbours also waiting with kids at bus stop (it's a virtually unsealed country road – we don't leave them unsupervised at the bus stop in case they vanish up the paddock.) Remembered I'd forgotten the keys to the kitchen. Rushed up the road again. Fetched keys. Down the road. Remembered I'd made extra biscotti so had run out of eggs the day before. Back up the road. 

By the time I was in my favourite place (I adore the commercial kitchen, adore it) it occured to me how happy I was. 

Because as much as I appreciate we should all slow down, treasure mindfulness and measured days, I love chaos. I love visitors arriving and leaving in shifts. I love having an uncertain number of extra children around and phonecalls and emails and stuff to do. 

It doesn't mean I'm running away from anything or filling up space because I have issues. 

I just love doing stuff. Lots of it, all at once. 

I get energy from people, not from being by myself. This is probably why I love doing markets so much – it's concerted hours of being "on", chatting to hundreds of people about mostly completely random stuff. Heaven, really. 

The unconsciousness of busy-ness is part of it's appeal. 

How does someone rushing through their day have any clarity or memory of any moments at all? 

Are they a blogger?!

(And sometimes blogging itself inspires them to think up better solutions.)





You're marvellous, you lovely folk. Thanks for dropping in here and contributing to the chaos.



7 Comments on “rush
February 19, 2012 at 10:00 pm

I get that! I feed off energy from others, i love having lots to do, and the more I have the more I get done, love that feeling of satisfaction of looking back at a list of ticks, not because of anyone else, but just for me!

February 20, 2012 at 1:15 am

I’m very similar in that I love the type of chaos you are talking about…as long as I get a chance to recharge. Have a lovely weeken!

February 20, 2012 at 10:02 am

‘Fraid Im the odd one out here……I dont mind chaos…… as long as its organised chaos!
As long as I ‘know’ how many are coming,whats happening when and the plan.
BUT chatting for hours in the wonderful ambiance of the local market sounds pretty good to me!

knutty knitter
February 20, 2012 at 10:29 am

I have to admit the thing I miss most about closing the shop is the people. Just the random nature of it all was wonderful. I’d open up again tomorrow if I didn’t need the space for other things.

viv in nz

February 20, 2012 at 4:13 pm

Another lover of chaos here. I love working on lots of different projects with lots of different people. Although I must admit I have to learn to back off before tipping point. That point when your buried under responsibility and you’ve realised its too much to late. I seem to be there too often. So I like the calm in amongst the chaos too. Glad all is super exciting. X t

February 21, 2012 at 1:50 am

There are all kinds. I can’t join you in your love of chaos. I keep our days without those things that can fill it up and cause it. But, I do commend you on recognizing your chaos and deciding to let it buoy you, rather than bring you down—as long as you recognize when it is not any longer. And, finding solutions when it’s not…like your library box. A good solution. -heather

Ngo Family Farm
February 21, 2012 at 1:33 pm

Your library book crate is brilliant! Sounds like you have the best kind of chaos, surrounded by those you love and those who inspire!


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