I’ve been spoilt recently with my mother-in-law doing the laundry and the ironing for us.
I know, I’ve written far too much about ironing over the last couple of years but as a stay at home dad it;s a major part of my life.
Anyway, having had a long period where MIL has been attending to this chore, I’m back to doing it again. MIL is otherwise committed and not in any sinister way in case you think I’ve probably just finished laying a new patio.
One of the problems I find as a stay at home dad is finding time to myself to think, and one of the things I’ve come to realise is that ironing provides that time for me. I can’t claim to enjoy the task but there’s a certain kind of relaxed frame of mind that overcomes me. I guess I get into some kind of zone?
I’ve had so many creative thoughts whilst ironing, it’s untrue. If only I had the time to follow them up.
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I guess all of us have our ways of contemplation, be it doing something that does not require thinking of being idle. In my case, walking has been my way to think and meditate.
Hi Walter, walking is a great way to get some thinking done. The strangest thing happens when I start to walk quickly. The quicker I walk the more aggressive my thoughts become. Odd!
Isn’t it frustrating how all these creative thoughts come but there is no time to follow through?
That’s probably not my most productive comment but I’ve been trying to get some real work done for a couple of days now and am in one of those snits.
Tracy, I know exactly what you mean. I feel this all the time. Trouble is, just like you, I can’t always lock myself away from the world to follow through on all the good ideas. I end up burning the midnight oil (being very unproductive and lacking creativity – which is exactly what’s happening right now
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I know, I’m about to sit down and do some writing but after dinner, I’m useless. Oh well, we’ll soldier through. Some old lady at the deli today assured me that the time will come when I miss this time and she seemed pretty smart so I’ll trust her.