I’m running a few behind these days. A few minutes, a few days, a few (hundred) emails — whatever the unit is, I’m not ahead of the game by any means. When life rains, it most definitely pours, and while that’s not always as dark and negative as it sounds, it’s still a little extra weight on the shoulders, hours off of sleep, and mental gear shifting.
Life as of late has been largely on the road, in a perpetual state of travel; working the southeast circuit of all my jobs there’s been very little time to get settled and dig out. While living like a gypsy isn’t necessarily my preferred way to live (at least not anymore…and ‘at my age’ which was a horrifying phrase to even have cross my mind), I’ve found that as long as I have a kitchen, I can find a way to soldier through.
I just need a little base with the potential for the sanity check and cathartic rhythms that I can sometimes only get from a kitchen. Even when I’m out of my own kitchen, familiar recipes, tastes, and ingredient control brings me a serious sense of comfort — and I’m pretty lucky in Charlotte to have friends / family that are open to trying my favored creations and at least pretend to make really awesome yummy noises.
In Charleston I was lucky enough to have had the foresight to buy a ton of MODpaleo meals to stock the new apartment, and finally have a setup that allows for at-home meals and a little more balance amidst the travel life. But…. it’s still Charleston, so you better believe I do a little restaurant loving while I’m there, while still trying to hold true to the 80/20. Last Saturday night brought dinner at SALT, a definite favorite, and this dish of gluten-free gnocchi, sautéed summer veggies, and chicken in a homemade pesto, which i honestly couldn’t have loved more. It was a big change of pace from my usual orders, and I think that actually made all the difference.
Now that I’m finally back in Charlottesville for a short stint, there’s just shy of one-million things getting ready to happen all at once, but at least there is a purpose and a passion driving everything that’s on it’s way — now it’s just time to get excited. If you’re excited, I’m excited, and that’s all it really takes to make all the beautiful things happen.
While there’s still so much from this weekend to catch up on — like volunteering at the Cops4Kids event with the Police Foundation, some MAD sweats, and little birthdays, today is about the Mothers, and the rest can wait until tomorrow.
So, here’s to an afternoon of productive recovery, of excitement building, and all the beautiful things that fill our days and lives – like all the moms, moms-to-be, and moms-in-spirit who are hopefully enjoying a day of celebration, of rest, and of certain appreciation.