Today was hot. Beyond hot. Today was the hottest day of the year to date. Our basement was the only tolerable space in the entire house (I don’t know what it is about this house, but it’s hot in the summer and cold in the winter…yowch). I am not a “hot” person, not a “summer” person, no sir. I am a “spring and fall, please” person. If I could find a place that was perpetually like Nova Scotia in mid-September I would move there instantly.
It was in this “hot” place and in a place of stress and anxiety and general ickiness that I struggled to stick with my weekly intention (“Centre”). It was a challenge. There were a lot of moments of failure. Luckily, there were moments of success as well, like consciously choosing to hop in a lukewarm shower with my son instead of lying there in the heat and feeling uncomfortable. Or like making sure that, while we were technically stocking up on food in case a hurricane hits us this weekend, we also made sure to buy yummy things like chocolate and baking supplies (why I feel like baking when the house itself feels like an oven is a mystery, but it’s a fact. I envision a freezer full of baked goods to snack on…YUM!).
Anyway, my point is that today was a day of constant course correction…wobbling off centre, noticing, and correcting….wobbling off centre, noticing, and failing to correct until my husband stepped in. I didn’t get to do all the business planning stuff that I wanted to do, I didn’t get to bake the things I wanted to bake, and the house didn’t get cleaned, but at least I managed to not yell at my two-year-old or resort to plopping him in front of the TV. And at least we have a stockpile of delicious food to eat, and if a hurricane comes we will be fed and we’ll have candles and flashlights to see by and batteries for the radio. Maybe I should take all of this as a step in the right direction.