Today I looked up at a large cobweb swaying from my ceiling and I thought, how long has that been there?
I technically started quarantining a week ago now, but there’s been so much to do to prepare for extreme limiting of contact that I’ve been busier rather than less busy.
The busy-ness has been a shield of sorts, there are so many people to check on, I could stay busy all day every day right now. There’s virtual meetings to set up and get going, there’s still so much I could do.
My brain is telling me to stop. It never could all get done in one day anyway.
When was the last time I vacuumed these cobwebs?
On my ceiling… in my mind…
I baked cookies with my kids today, something I used to do a lot, but hadn’t done in recent years.
Remembered how much I love to do that, cleared away that cobweb.
Maybe tomorrow I’ll vacuum the cobwebs off the actual ceiling… or maybe I’ll leave them a while longer to remind me to check first for the cobwebs in the corners of my mind.