The past two days have been really rough ones for our family. We live in a townhouse apartment and one of the major drawbacks is smelling everything from the unit next door. It's currently vacant and being renovated. Unfortunately, part of that process involved the heavy use of chemicals with fumes that made us sick. Of course this had to happen on a 100 + degree day when my husband's car was at the shop being fixed. This meant that my husband was driving my car...and of course both of our car seats were in our respective cars. So W and I were effectively stranded!
Somewhere in the afternoon I noticed W looked like he was about to fall over and then suddenly felt very dizzy and started smelling bad fumes. We were getting ready to have friends over to go swimming so I grabbed all our pool stuff, dumped it on the front porch and high tailed up to the management office to report the issue. Luckily they were really responsive and put out fans next door. We swam with our friends who were wonderful to bring us cold water to drink as well. After swimming, I was still feeling sick in our apartment, so we waited outside for my husband to get home from work, talking to neighbors from the other apartment that was most affected by all of this. The management company ended up having to send all of us to hotels for the night. Today the smell is gone and we were able to come home, but talk about messing up our entire rhythm and shattering more than a few of my nerves!
Today started pretty well. Daddy went to work and W and I took our time getting ready and getting breakfast at the hotel before coming home, dropping off our kitty, closing the windows and turning the ac back on. It was well over 90 degrees in our apartment this morning, so we headed back out to run some errands. Not sure what possessed me to come back home before heading to an event at my husband's work, but we did....and the rest of the day went down hill from there. I think W and I were really just letting out all of the stress and frustration from the day before, but things got bad quickly and included a very cranky toddler, lots of literally spilt milk, lots of laundry in need of washing (in part due to spilt milk and our laundry rhythm being out of wack) and a possibly broken little toe for me. Needless to say, we never made it out the door and there were many tears from both W and I throughout the day.
I was so grateful when my husband walked in the door this evening with dinner and everything started to calm down a bit. W was excited for his time with Daddy, I was able to vent a little and I have some time to myself now to breathe, finish up a needle felting project and blog.
And so, I relaxed and recovered by adding the finishing details to this little duck that I started at my women's group at church last week.
Ducks have been very popular in our house lately. Each spring, we have a pair of ducks that come to visit our apartment complex. The kids in our neighborhood are very find of the ducks and W and the little girl I babysit have been quite into ducks ever since. Their favorite pages of the books we read are the ones with the ducks and there are days where I feel like all I hear out of either of them all morning is "duck" and "quack".
So, in honor, of the toddlers in my life, I am adding this lovely little wool duck to our nature table. I am sure every time I look at it, I will remember how nice it was to sit and work with the wool and the needles and just relax after a couple of difficult days. Needle felting often does that for me. I really love the creative process of sculpting wool and shaping it into something special with the repetitive poking of my felting needles. People often tell me that the "stabbing" of the wool, must feel like a release when I'm angry, but I think it is deeper than that. It hits further down in my soul with the creative process.
All of this has me wondering what other things people do to help re-center themselves and regain their sanity. Tomorrow, we will go to church, worship, and give thanks. That often helps me to recenter, but I'm thinking this week I may need a bit more. I'm wanting to develop my own little personal mini retreat for Monday morning/afternoon and thinking on the things that would help me to replenish and rejuvenate myself before my husband goes back to work on Tuesday. I'm thinking that some time, reading, meditating, praying and drawing/writing in my illustrated journal would help. I'm also thinking it would be really good to go for a walk and to reconnect with nature if I can manage a time that's not too hot and my toe's not throbbing too much. I'd also like to take some uninterrupted time to work on some more creative projects. I need to check the weather and check around a bit to see if there's someplace that I can go outside of the house for all of this.
If you were able to take maybe 4-6 hours for your own personal retreat to help rejuvenate and take care of yourself so you can better care for your family, where would you go and how would you spend your time?