Waiting is probably one of the hardest things to do. Waiting for the unknown is worse. It is SO HARD to remember to take each day at a time – one by one – and not wish the time away. The end of winter makes it even harder, right?
Frozen snow that is no longer pretty. Grit and grime everywhere. Winter boots that get heavier by the day.
When I feel like this, I have to force myself to take on HAPPY things that I can do right now. For example, cooking and cleaning.
Holy Time Warp to the 50s!
You say that, but there is something extremely comforting about making your space lovely. There is also something extremely therapeutic about the planning and making of new and lovely foods. And, of course, the eating.
And whatever else, when I feel the BLECHS of life, I find it helps to remember the very wise thing that my Grampa Doug always used to say…