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| (Photo: Eddie Jim, Life+Style, The Age) |
Of course, it's perfectly in spirit of making deliberate decisions about how best to use time. Even in a relatively simple life, something has to give. I had to prioritise working on an important task, but also the project of how best to live.
So what have I spent my time on instead of blogging?
: putting pen to paper and writing, re-writing, editing.
: keeping an hour a day quarantined from washing clothes, cleaning dishes, vacuuming, to do the above.
: finishing the occasional uninterrupted conversation with my husband.
: walking and talking with my son to and from school.
: hanging out and getting to know a very sociable two-year-old who has suddenly become three.
: read Shirley Hazzard's The Transit of Venus, still in the third volume of The Diary of Virginia Woolf, and have recently begun Alexandra Harris' Romantic Bohemians.
: feasting on the London Review of Books - easily the best thing to arrive in my letterbox each fortnight.
: doing the odd spot of sewing and creating.
: making furniture with my son for his sister's dolls house.
: spending weekends at lots of kids' birthday parties.
: doing a minor spot of commenting for Lindy Percival's piece on the simple life, 'The New Age of Old', recently in The Age's Life+Style. I'll expand on the renaissance of making by hand, and what it means, soon (I promise).
Sounds like a simple, easy-going year, doesn't it? Yet, somehow it was jammed-packed, hectic and full-on. And now, as we rocket towards the next year, of kindergarten and grade 1, I thought I'd better stop by to re-connect and commit to blogging in 2012. Warm wishes for the new year!
