Snow Day!

I stayed close to home today because of the wacky weather. I had plenty of work that I brought home with me, so I just set up a station at my dining room table facing the big picture window and watched the weather happen. The kids went to daycare after a slow morning getting ready and out of the house, and during the day I got a ton of work done. The type of work that includes filling out paperwork, writing grant applications and contracts. It was a perfectly quiet cozy day of get-er-done busywork.

The snow was on and off throughout the day and started to really come down right around 3:30 so decided to pick the girls up early to avoid any crazy driving conditions. We made the most of the shortened day and the afternoon together. Bundled up and played in the snow, made applesauce muffins (and cupcake-ized them), made dinner, and now are all cozy watching a movie. The pleasant afternoon just has me thinking about balance of life and work. Two young kids, full time work with a commute, making jewelry and finding ways to sell it, it all adds up to busy. Busy is good, but the right combination of busy is the ‘carrot’ or the constant goal. Not sure what the right combination is…but one of these days I’ll figure it out (hopefully).

11:11 Wish

When I was on my 6 month maternity leave with my first daughter, feeling completely cooped and isolated up in the depths of Seattle rainy winter, I became acutely aware of the time at two points in the day 11:11am and 11:11pm. I thought I was going a little crazy, because every day – seriously – I saw the clock at this time in the late morning and night. I was more than a little weirded out by it, and when Nov 11th rolled around I was holding my breath waiting for *something* to happen.
Well nothing earthshaking occured, except sometime after 11/11 I saw a painting. I was standing waiting for the elevator at my work, looked over at the label and noticed it said “11:11 Wish”. I commented aloud something to the tune of, “well that’s weird”. My friend then commented, yeah like when you see a clock that says 11:11 you are supposed to make a wish, isn’t it weird how you always notice it? The sigh of relief was audible and all of a sudden all those months of weirded out anticipation could be turned into wishes! How great is that!
The 11:11 Wish painting was by Larry Bemm. I was familiar with Bemm’s artwork mainly through another piece that he had in the collection. (I should explain at this point that I worked in an art museum.) The artwork that I knew about was a large scale work – probably 5′ x 5′ with a creamy white textured background with a jumble of 3″ diameter circles that were in a variety of pastel colors. The circles or balls were lined up on a scratchy horizontal line on the left side, and on the right appearing to fall from the horizontal line falling and bouncing out of the painting frame. The title of the artwork, which I cannot remember, was an obscure word meaning the study of happiness. A painting of happiness!

So all those wishes, all the wishes turned into happiness.