There will be time for knitting.
(still lots of gifts to make)Time for needle-felting.
Time for putting out more greenery. I can't resist tucking it in everywhere...even the bathroom now sports an old washboard on the wall filled with greenery. ;-)
Time for yummy food. I've been taking the time to try out some new recipes and found a red lentil soup we all really love. Today E wants to try out something with the Shitake mushrooms we got yesterday and he is going to make portabella pizza (with the portabella as the pizza "crust")
And...there will be cookies baked. The boys sampled some cookies made by a friend at Lego club last week and really want to make them so the butter is softening on the counter.
I think what I love about our X days is that they feel like a little time out each week; a time out to celebrate...well, just our life, really, as simple as that is and time to just catch up with the things we want to do.
A funny thing - this morning I started this post and then went off to do a few other things with the boys. I got an email from a dear friend asking me about our X days. I think the important thing to me about them is that they really are a commitment on my part. I don't see them as "just a day at home" when I could change my plans because something comes up or we are asked to do something. I plan to treat them as I would any other commitment.
I've been enjoying A Gift From the Sea again. I've been reading about the instinct of woman to "perpetually spill herself away." How we are taught, and how we naturally want, to give, give, give. It becomes very easy to give so much and so often that one can end up exhausted. The author writes of how "woman spills herself away in driblets to the thirsty" and how we seldom have the time alone, with peace and quiet, to fill ourselves back up.
I love how Anne Morrow Lindbergh questioned why that was and why it is that an appointment of any sort is seen as a reasonable excuse to not do something but an appointment with yourself, for time alone, seems selfish or strange. Here is a line from her book that I really love.
"Only when one is connected to one's own core is one connected to others, I am beginning to discover. And, for me, the core, the inner spring, can best be refound through solitude."
I imagine she would feel even more strongly about that were she still alive today, in these times when busyness is looked upon with admiration by most. Perhaps she would even like an X day. ;-)