It’s August. My friends are suddenly restless. A new school year approaches. Specifically, the youngest of our broods will join KINDERGARTEN. What is Plan B after ALL of our kids are in school? Do we want to go back to school? Do we want to find work? I admit I have not given it a single thought for two years. Being crazy in love with my life void of salary, I only worry about daily stuff: aka My Plan B. The cleaning, the errands, the pet maintenance, homework monitoring, different school start/stop times, different kid sports start/stop times, playdates, did the garden get watered and what’s for dinner…. that is my tunnel vision. It is blissfully chaotic and more rewarding than ever.
My Plan B has aged like fine wine. I wanted to be happy (no more commute). I wanted to do things that matter to me (no more dropping my kids off at a daycare for 12 hours). I wanted to embrace life (feed my spirit without triple lattes to hold me up) and I wanted to make a positive impact (beginning with a break from soul-sucking job haters). Every morning, I taste a sweeter satisfaction with my life. It doesn’t matter that I’m scrubbing toilets and cleaning up lizard poop. My family is happy with me. I am happy with me. Plan B has worked out very well.
Is it really time to spark Plan C?
I have a vision board. Simply put, I attached pictures of things that made me happy onto a piece of poster paper. How did I envision my life? What feels happy and peaceful? What was important to me? I stared at this board for a full year back in 2009. Then, it fell behind my dresser. Since this Plan C business started tugging at my pant leg, I wrenched it the board back out into civilization. Now, I stand and stare it. Now, it’s my desktop wallpaper. The more I visualize it…the more sense I have about making them apart of my life.
- My Vision Board
You know what? I’m tickled to report that many of these ideas are a part of my life now. Others are planned. Others scare the heck out of me. For now, I’m going to add to it. Stare at it some more. Tackle it again when it feels right. I like living my “now.” I am not restless.
Hey, check out our living “now” over the last week. We made miniature gardens, fixed and ugly problem and enjoyed some treats!