A Coffee and Some Unglamorous Stuff Friday
I have a love/hate relationship with frosty mornings: I love the way foliage and grass, wires and windowpanes look with the generous dusting of crystallized moisture. It adds a certain touch of elegance to the world, to the start of the day. But I hate having to scrape the results of a heavier frost off my car windows, not having a carport or garage in which to park our vehicles as we do. (Oh, hello, First World problem.) And as they do, frosty mornings will inevitably give way to drab gray-tinged days.
I feel like I’m in the defrosting stage of turning a dream into a reality right now. A few months ago the decision to move from “just talking” to “do it, already” had a certain sparkle and crisp newness to it, but now? Now the sparkle has melted away and the gray drabness we can sometimes feel in our “everyday” has returned. The boring, behind-the-scenes work needs to be done. And I’m not exactly bringing it, either. Instead, as I often want to do on bracing cold days (be they frost-filled or snow-dusted), I’d rather curl up under a warm blanket with a hot coffee and a good book. Because words like “hustle” and “do over” carry a certain amount of excitement and energy. Eventually, however, one has to settle into the actual work, the day-to-day doing and “chipping away” at something that can be tedious and overwhelming and distinctly unglamorous. Though the results – and I’ve seen this in the lives of those who have travelled this path ahead of me – can be oh-so-worth it.
So here, I suppose, is to another “do over”, to not trying to live in only the beauty of frosty mornings – but to also settling into the everyday work that is satisfying and good in its own right.
“And also that every man should eat and drink, and enjoy good in all his labour, is the gift of God.” -Ecclesiastes 3:13 (ASV)
Happy Friday, all!