Shoestring Musings: When Going After It All = Getting Nothing
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Stephanie German's article You Can’t Do It All: Live a Purposeful, Prioritized Life struck a cord with me today. I do not have children so I can't relate to that particular ball in Ms. German's juggling act but my arms ache in sympathy nonetheless. We've been saying ease up on the pressure for awhile now, haven't we? Over the last decade there's been much public flouting of second wave feminism's "have it all" mantra and many have been clamoring for a more balanced, less oppressive paradigm but are we just paying lip service to the middle path but not walking it? I think I am. I may acknowledge that doing it all and having it all is unrealistic but that doesn't seem to keep me from unconsciously striving for it, and in the end I fear I'm accomplishing even less than if I didn't try to be so accomplished. My life feels more multi-tasked out of existence than purpose-driven. Too many newly-acquired skills. Too many projects. Too much dabbling. And what's the end result for a Jill of all trades, mistress of none? I suspect for many of us a "have it all" mindset is just fodder for procrastination, because it is more comfortable to scatter one's energies instead of channeling them into one or two directions. It feels safer, but is it? Big payoffs require big risks, and risks require focus. Yesterday, I wrote about my itching for adventure this fall --well the pursuit of adventure takes focus too!
More snow is supposed to be coming my way but March nevertheless came in like a lamb for me --a Lamby Pie to be exact. For this morning I was greeted by a package from my mother, a suprise gift. I knew she was sending me something and thought it a little strange, but I did not expect it to be anything very unusual. I've been rather down lately; I figured it was just a little pick-me-up bijou, like a favorite cosmetic procurred on sale or something. Instead I got the shock of my life! She had found on eBay and bought for me my favorite childhood toy, a little lamb with a blue sweater named Lamby Pie. Update: my mother bought Lamby Pie from bime4you and this seller carries lots of swell vintage toys so please check it out!
Now the tale of Lamby Pie is one of treachery and woe. It begins with treachery, for she was technically my cousin's Easter basket present but as my mother told me I had my eye on Lamby the moment I saw her. So I stole her. Somehow I secreted her away and to …
I have a hell of a time finding a bra that fits. I've been professionally fitted, still more often than not I end up ordering my bras online because I wear an odd size that I rarely see in the stores. Inevitably these bras are on the more expensive side. Still, pickings are slim so I got to pay. And this week I have my ire up because for the second time, after finally finding a bra that I like and that fits well... It has been discontinued!!!!
In recent years, pin boards have gone the way of scented candles: fancy schmancy and overpriced. So recently when I wanted one (in another bid to be better organized) I decided to make my own. The plain cork variety just screamed college dorm --so not my scene. I used some decorative push pins and la-di-da decorative paper I had to jazz up a $10 cork board from Walmart:
I use the folds created by the diamond-placed pieces of paper for tucking notes and what-not in addition to pinning items.