I’m watching My Urban Garden: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gaHeI894wbY . I highly recommend this mini documentary about a housewife that grows an abundant vegetable garden in her small yard about the size of her living room (I think she said 260 feet). She feeds her family 7 months out of the year. She lives in Halifax, Nova Scotia where she is working with bad, rocky soil and cold, damp weather. The summers don’t seem to get above the 70’s in temp and they average 7 to 8 hours of sun. This is a very inspire video. It’s also fun with a retro vibe.
I see her nurture her garden and put so much tender love into it and I want to go out to mine and spend all day, every day working it.
This is how we feel when we watch a person clean and tend to their home. There is so much on YouTube but I have found very little in the way of inspiration. I’m a hippy at heart and I need a funky, charming kind of visual. I know many of you know what I’m talking about. I tried to do it on my old channel but you need someone to film and edit a certain way. I wasn’t crafty enough to catch that feeling of my days of nesting.
I can capture some photos now and then and put it into words.
Homemaking or homekeeping for me is not as it is for others. It is not very mainstream. I do some things traditionally, some things the old fashioned way with my own spin and mix in the modern conveniences.
For me, I make it into a game, changing things all the time. I rearrange furniture and paint walls, I change out the menu all the time, I go from all scratch cooking to all convenience foods. I use all modern conveniences one day and do things old fashioned the next. I try to find inspiration in books and documentaries to do better, clean with more skill, cook healthier.
I’m going through some changes internally at this time. Some are physical and some are deep emotional changes. I’m transforming into a middle aged woman. That is if I live to be 100. Middle aged, my oh my. I feel, emotionally, like I’m in my thirties still. But alas, I am getting on with it and it seems so bizarre. I say it half joking as though it’s not really happening. Just as thirty year olds joke of being old when they aren’t even close to the change.
But the back is taking longer to feel right despite weekly chiropractic visits and Hatha Yoga, not to mention long walks daily. My moods are funky. Up and down and all around they go these days. I’m not there yet with menopause but something is a stir.
I have little patience for the outside world or mainstream. I find certain conversations, people, or situations toxic and unpleasant and I find myself not wanting to deal with it anymore.
Other parts of life are so precious I stare at it wanting to freeze time or slow it down. Like good, expensive chocolate, I want to make it last, not gulp it down.
I just keep clearing out what doesn’t feel right or enrich our lives. This may look like less time with friends when it feels like work. Clearing out clutter from the house when it feels like all we do is clean and move things about. It means clearing the calendar off a bit when it feels like we are racing from one appointment to another.
We get addicted to the rushing around and checking our social media. Fortunately for me, I come from the 70’s when you had to find a payphone to call for a ride home. Computers were large, heavy boxes and I don’t remember having a microwave in our home until I was a teenager. Phones were on the wall and when people hung out they really spent time with each other because there was nothing to distract them.
For me to get rid of media is still tricky but living with out is not as hard as a kid raised in the last 20 years or so.
For me listening to Delilah on the radio while washing dishes in the kitchen is nostalgic. I have a landline that I’ll never give up because I love the sound of a real phone ringing through the house.
I’m a housewife, for goodness sake. A dying breed, as one old eye doctor put it. My young chiropractor wasn’t quite sure if I was just unemployed or if he heard right.
I blog and video about homemaking because, for me, it is a blessing and gift. I’m very fortunate to stay home. Some days there is a lot of work and dealing with children requires a masters in child psychology. Other days I find bliss and fun all day. Some days are filled with chores and some days are so lazy I feel a little guilty.
Either way, I can listen to a spiritual lecture while rolling out tortillas, read a book while sitting with children, meditate while hanging laundry…
I learn a lot about everything while I do chores. Sometimes I learn from listening to said lectures and seminars. Many times I go with in while I clean or work in the kitchen. I think about life, my inner turmoils, past, present, future. I don’t know that it’s a good thing but there are those golden moments when I I feel right with the issue once my house has been cleaned top to bottom or I have an answer at the end of the cleaning spree.
Cleaning is therapy. I think you all know that. It puts things right in the house and in the mind. An organized house is an organized mind.
There is something about good music and a pot of coffee brewing on the stove. That just sets up my day right.
I get tired of the daily routines. Today is one of those days. I’m in my pj’s at 9:30 am working on a cup of coffee. I did clean up toys and vacuum just now because the mess was getting to me. The fan is going and I shut down the Magic School Bus and turned on Pandora music. The kids are outside picking blackberries after a breakfast of melon. Today I will make a simple meal that cooks itself. I’m not in the mood to work or cook or clean. We have days like this and it’s best to honor that mood. It’s time to take a break. Do the work you might find rest and reflection in and take the Stouffer’s lasagna out to defrost.
When we have the energy, that is when you clean deeply. That is when you bake and cook huge batches of dishes and pots and loaves.
But there has to be more. We can’t just clean and cook all the time with nothing more. That is how it used to be but these are different times and I have found that homemaking wasn’t enough. I need creative outlets.
Maybe you love to paint or write. Don’t worry that it doesn’t go anywhere, who cares, do it out of love and enjoyment. Maybe crafting is your thing or you love nothing more than to read huge novels in the after noon after chores and before making dinner.
Life is to be enjoyed. We work hard to create and build a solid life. We buy a home and make it cozy. We cook nourishing foods and maybe plant a large garden to feed the family organic and cut cost. We love and teach our children to help them grow into healthy humans. This helps with creating a good life for us all. But hobbies and side crafts are so, so important for us all.
Find the pleasures and creativity in your daily house work and find hobbies that delight you.