I spent the weekend working superhard on my ease management and by working superhard I mean not-working superhard.
In the interest of encouraging you to make a List of Ease, here are things I did.
1.) Unrolled a new rug on the porch so as to increase the relative coziness of that space. Knocked down an Addams Family quantity of cobwebs in the process.
2.) Filled my new squirrel-proof birdfeeders three times in three days. The number of finches is off the charts now that the squirrels have given up hope of hoovering every last seed as they used to do. Now, they wait underneath for finches to toss away the seeds they don’t like. This inversion somehow seems like justice.
3.) Attended a birthday party for our friend Tom, a stellar guy and somebody whose birthday is certainly cause for celebration. And a gigantic blueberry cobbler.
4.) Had two naps on the suddenly more-cozy porch.
5.) Watched Kermit watch The Godfather Part II.
6.) Drove around the rolling hills of middle Tennessee with Hubbo, knitting away on my Sail-Away Shawl. I didn’t even get carsick. THAT’S how eased-up I was.
7.) Talked with both of my absent fellas, which made me laugh. Accidentally Facetimed Clif, which meant I got to see his latest haircut and a bright-blue New York sky.
8.) Pulled eight weeds. Felt like that was plenty.
9.) Went to bed Sunday night on the news that the rescue attempt was about to begin in that cave in Thailand. The whole world was holding its breath, wishing for the best. Awoke on Monday to the extraordinary announcement that four of the boys had been delivered to safety, with another attempt to begin shortly. It’s just the most harrowing, astonishing thing. Imagine the families of those children, and how they must be feeling now, what joy there is for them.
I’m curious how everybody’s quest for ease is going.