After 35 weeks of the William Morris Project, and visiting an estate sale last weekend that was somewhat unsettling, I have been thinking over just what it means to to be ok with where I am at, and all that includes. Does constantly seeking to simplify actually help, or does it replace one problem with a new one? Am I simply adding to the chaos by adopting something else to be dissatisfied with? First it was too wanting more stuff, now it is wanting less. I am feeling bad about having more, and strangely competitive about having less. None of it makes any sense, really.
The term 'homemaker' brings to mind such a dowdy, old fashioned and frumpy picture, that I hesitate to use it, but really, aren't we all striving to be homemakers? To make a home? We pour our efforts into making the space that we inhabit the best that it can be, but lose our way to the tune of impressing someone else almost constantly.
Yes, I want to have less, but not for the sake of having less. Sometimes it's nice to own something that can be shared, or given away, or handed down. Yes, I feel bad about almost everything, but I am working to balance out my disproportionate thoughts and see clearly.
Painting trim and learning french, Alice