As I try to get back into a routine after being gone for a week and then having company for a few days, I realized that I'm not ready for life to return to normal. I liked the hustle bustle of the holidays and being on a trip and having family here. I decided I have a little bit of the After Christmas Blues. I've been racking my brain to come up with something else that I can devote some of my time to. I'm drawing a blank.
My house is clean. (For the most part.) I don't have any projects in mind that I could complete. (Until I can start working on my office...more on that later.) I'm waiting for the library to have the next book in the series I'm reading but I'm third on the list so that might be awhile. I'm pretty tired of watching t.v. because I did a lot of that while in Atlanta and when we had company.
I think I need to start thinking outside the box.
I will inform you now that this, this unsettledness, is a Nelson thing. This cabin fever/after Christmas blues/whatever you want to call it when you feel the walls closing in on you and you just have to get busy with your hands and DO SOMETHING....it runs in my family.
Take my dad for example. Actually he is an EXCELLENT example. Every winter, you can bet gold on the fact that he will do something new and different. He'll take up a new hobby. He'll plan a trip. He'll buy new things. It's always something different. Every year there will be something to take up the dead time during the slow season.
One winter he decided to get involved in training airport security after Homeland Security revamped the policies in airports. That took him away for a few weeks at a time during the winter. Another year, he bought a semi-truck with the intention of helping my uncle transport cars to and from Denver and making some extra money. Another year he decided to buy the house next door and start working on making that into a lodge for the campground. Those are just a FEW examples. Trust me there's more. This year he bought an old refurbished 1960s or 70s (or some really old year, I don't know) pickup truck and re-energized an old hobby of researching old cars, which, of course, involves going to car shows all over the country. Him and my mom have several trips planned to Phoenix already this winter. I can't wait to see what my dad will come up with for next year.
But you know what? I really like this about my dad. I like that he has tons of interests and, instead of sitting around dreaming about what it would be like to do this, that, and the other, he makes good use of his down time and gets to it! And I like that I have the same desire to not just sit around and do the same ol' thing every single day. Life would really get boring I think. So I guess it's not really a curse to have this itching desire to always be DOING something in the dead of winter when there's not much to be done but rather, more of an opportunity to try something new and to start a new hobby or finish a project or gain more knowledge. I think God made winter, at least for the Nelsons, so we could be motivated to branch out in life.
That's what I've decided. Cabin fever/After Christmas Blues is actually a blessing in disguise. I'm going with that.
My house is clean. (For the most part.) I don't have any projects in mind that I could complete. (Until I can start working on my office...more on that later.) I'm waiting for the library to have the next book in the series I'm reading but I'm third on the list so that might be awhile. I'm pretty tired of watching t.v. because I did a lot of that while in Atlanta and when we had company.
I think I need to start thinking outside the box.
I will inform you now that this, this unsettledness, is a Nelson thing. This cabin fever/after Christmas blues/whatever you want to call it when you feel the walls closing in on you and you just have to get busy with your hands and DO SOMETHING....it runs in my family.
Take my dad for example. Actually he is an EXCELLENT example. Every winter, you can bet gold on the fact that he will do something new and different. He'll take up a new hobby. He'll plan a trip. He'll buy new things. It's always something different. Every year there will be something to take up the dead time during the slow season.
One winter he decided to get involved in training airport security after Homeland Security revamped the policies in airports. That took him away for a few weeks at a time during the winter. Another year, he bought a semi-truck with the intention of helping my uncle transport cars to and from Denver and making some extra money. Another year he decided to buy the house next door and start working on making that into a lodge for the campground. Those are just a FEW examples. Trust me there's more. This year he bought an old refurbished 1960s or 70s (or some really old year, I don't know) pickup truck and re-energized an old hobby of researching old cars, which, of course, involves going to car shows all over the country. Him and my mom have several trips planned to Phoenix already this winter. I can't wait to see what my dad will come up with for next year.
But you know what? I really like this about my dad. I like that he has tons of interests and, instead of sitting around dreaming about what it would be like to do this, that, and the other, he makes good use of his down time and gets to it! And I like that I have the same desire to not just sit around and do the same ol' thing every single day. Life would really get boring I think. So I guess it's not really a curse to have this itching desire to always be DOING something in the dead of winter when there's not much to be done but rather, more of an opportunity to try something new and to start a new hobby or finish a project or gain more knowledge. I think God made winter, at least for the Nelsons, so we could be motivated to branch out in life.
That's what I've decided. Cabin fever/After Christmas Blues is actually a blessing in disguise. I'm going with that.
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