Finally! Finally finally! I am back! Back to all the things!
Tishrei was more relentless this year, and for a few reasons that I’m not gonna get into right now, I was head-down-just-make-it-through-the-day for most of the month. It was very overwhelming and today’s resumption of a more normal and less frenetic routine (though, let’s be frank, my life is always frenetic) is like the sun coming out from behind the clouds.
The end of the holiday season didn’t really bring relief because we went right from Yom Tov into preparing for Shabbos. Again. But now, this week, this day, the kids are in school and my to-do list is written and my new Hevria post is up (more on that in a minute) and here I am, writing to you after a long pause (but you’re all used to that by now, I assume).
September’s bullet journaling was, unsurprisingly, weak. I barely had time to keep my house running at the lowest possible standard of what constitutes running, and my kids were on vacation more than they weren’t, so sitting down for 45 minutes to an hour to lay out a monthly and weekly spread wasn’t happening. If I recall correctly, it didn’t even happen until the 20th of the month, but I still did it because even if I only did it for a little over a week, I wanted to retain what little connection to organization I could.
And that’s progress, truly. It wasn’t perfect, it wasn’t ideal, I did the bare minimum and didn’t make it (that) pretty, and it was okay.
But October, ah, October. I was able to put more time and energy into this month’s BuJo and was it ever satisfying. This is the same layout I started using in August and I still really like it.
And for the weekly spreads, this time I went and drew them all out so I wouldn’t have to do it fresh each week. It took a little longer but I think it’s a better strategy.
I started a new thing for meal planning. I wrote out a menu of different meal choices, mostly ones that I know my children sort of like, and then at dinner last night (which was don’t even ask, it was such a hectic day and I was not on top of my game in the least) I had the kids look at the menu and decide what they wanted to eat each night.
My plan, which we’ll see how that goes exactly, is to make them the food they requested, but then to also have something for me and Raphael that is something they might also try. So tonight is wacky mac, but I’m going to make a salad and maybe fish for us grownups, and then put out some of the cut vegetables and maybe even a dip for the kids to take if they want.
I have been very pleasantly surprised in the past with how much actually objectively healthy food my kids do like to eat when it’s just placed in front of them. Sadly, I more often than not fail to place it in front of them. It’s something I hope to work on this year. We’ll see how that goes (hopefully not the way of my longstanding and yet continually unfulfilled hope to exercise more).
Okay! So that’s all the good stuff, well, not all of it but a nice amount. Despite all this optimistic writing and sharing, I have been in such a funk for the past, oh, at least month but realistically, probably longer than that.
There are just so many upsetting things that have happened in the world at large, in Israel (the deaths recently, it’s heartbreaking), in the political world (I don’t want to talk about it), in our little Cleveland community, and so on, that I have grown so tired. Tired of tragedies, tired of constant vitriolic disagreements, tired of the endless judgments that are made about people and organizations, tired of the echo chambers where any dissent marks you as bad.
Yesterday afternoon I wasn’t sure what I was going to write about for my Hevria post today. I was feeling very tapped out, writing-wise, and a lot of the topics that were whirling around in my head were not ones I felt like wading into.
But then someone on the internet told me that she was (to paraphrase) “tired of people like me making excuses for evil” (I kid you not. I was just trying to insert some nuance into a conversation where an organization I have a lot of gratitude for was being demonized, but apparently, that makes me complicit in the support of evil), and BAM I sat down and wrote this piece.
I’m curious what you think. Let me know!