I think a lot. I can’t seem to stop. Often, I get so stuck thinking that I don’t do what think about doing. For example, I want to bake something today, but I’ve spent the past hour trying to decide what I want to make instead of just doing it. The Kid will wake up from his nap soon, and I certainly won’t be able to bake then. So, I’ve essentially wasted my time. I think part of the problem is that I’m so tired, I just don’t want to move.
I read a lot about homesteading, cooking from scratch, simplifying, etc. and I want to do it all. But I don’t. I reach for easy meals, still lust after material items (books and bags, mostly), and didn’t prepare the ground for a garden like I wanted to. If I would have spent less time thinking and reading about it, and more time doing, I’d be on my way to the simple life I want.
I’m also worried because I don’t have any classes for next summer. I wanted to teach at least one online course so that I’d have income, but the new Dept. Chair didn’t give me anything. So, I’m not sure what I’m going to do. Ugh.
The Kid is starting to stir, so I’m going to throw in a load of laundry and prepare myself for playing and cuddling with him.