This might be the only time you ever see that word on my blog~ but there it is. I’m bored.
I know, you’re all shaking your heads saying “What the heck? First she complains about never having any time to herself, and now she’s bored?”
Human nature is perverse. From September to June, when I’m working two jobs, performing in three or four musical ensembles, and trying to run a household, my body is on overdrive. I’m always longing for just a day or two of empty calendar space. Then, during the summer, everything shuts down. Even my office job fizzles to nothing. For about six weeks, I love the quiet, empty hours, the time to read, write, play whatever music I want, stare out the window, lie in the grass…all that summertime stuff. But, now it’s August, and the back to school ads are popping up everywhere. Maybe it’s just my body kick-starting itself, but I feel restless and itchy to do something different.
When my son was small, he was always dreaming up creative projects for himself. I’ve never known a child who was always so busy. But occasionally, he’d meander out to the kitchen or family room, hang around momentarily, and then utter sheepishly…”I’m kinda bored.”
“Well,” I say, rather nonplussed, “you could go for a bike ride. Or clean your room. Or…”
“Never mind!” he’d say, brightening suddenly. “I just thought of something!” Off he’d go, back to his room or the basement, where he’d disappear for hours completing his next story, drawing, video…whatever great idea had popped into his head.
I guess he gets that from me, because boredom is a rare occurrence in my life. I’m not one who can sit still for very long (unless I’m writing or playing music)~truthfully, I don’t even like to go to the movies because sitting still for two hours is painful. Lurking in the back of my mind is always a long list of other things I’d like to be doing.
But this week, I must admit I’m “kinda bored.” I could wash windows, or clean the basement, or catch up on some ironing…actually, never mind. I think I just thought of something….