I grew up on the prairies of Canada where there was a good chance you would be “snowed-in”, for a number of days every winter. Sometimes it was just the school being closed, other times it was already a weekend or vacation day and the snow and cold left us house bound. So our winter routines included lots of inside activities to hold us over until better weather returned.
We did go outside and take advantage of the snow, (not so much the cold). Once the wind chill was down to minus 20 C, my parents would let us stay in. And that is what I loved. Doing stuff inside.
As expected, “old habits die-hard”. I still really enjoy working on projects and activities inside the house. (However it is now the heavy rain that drives us inside, not snow and freezing temperatures.) My list includes:
- cooking big batches of stew in the slow cooker, the house taking on the fragrance of my creation, (currently we are deep in Mexico with a double batch of salsa)
- reading, having that perfect spot to curl up in with perfect light, where the hours can slip by
- organizing – I know how weird this sounds, but I like to spend time getting papers in order, taking care of my personal inbox, which is otherwise badly neglected by too much focus on my work inbox
- knitting, so many things to knit, so little time as I knit slowly and with limited skills
- sewing, much easier to do and has been a standby for me since I was a child
- photo albums, used to be the actual touching paper photo’s but has been replaced by iPhoto, just as fun
- writing – too many projects on the go
- Spanish lessons
- watching movies and TV, netflix and iTunes have been amazing
Then there are the things I want to do, but either don’t know how and/or don’t have the space to work on:
- stamp collection, started as a child and is packed away
- coin/money collection, same as above
- beading – actually adding beads to knitted projects
- paper crafts, my daughter would love this, but we need more supplies, more space to lay everything out, more time
There is more, I’m sure, but these come to mind right now.
In my dream house by the water and in the woods at the same time, I have a studio. All my creative pursuits will be set up and easy to work on any time. Once inspiration strikes, I will be ready to create. For now, I share every corner of this house with 3 other people and 2 of the smallest ones take up so much space wherever they are. Their little voices, the barrage of questions and problems or a scraped knee which needs a kiss.
Before I know it the little ones will be bigger, grown up and gone. I’ll miss their presence and count the days for their return. I’ll miss the way they could fill a room. They made the house feel alive, that is how I will remember these days.
So for now, I steal moments of creativity when I can. I pull out a project from a bag that has been tucked into a corner. I knit a few rows, or pull my computer off the shelf and write a few words. This is how I feed that part of my soul while my children still need so much from me.
It is all about balance, not too heavy to either side.