I usually want to cram as much as I can into our summer months. And I enjoy it - being program director, facilitating and planning fun experiences for the family. I fill up my days so that there isn't any room for boredom.
But a summer cold caught up with me and I lay in bed for a good part of Saturday and just read. And rested. And ate food in bed. And it felt so good. All 3 girls in my house offered to get me food and drinks, and it was just lovely to be served and not rush around and pack up food and clothing and hand snacks to the back seat of the car and say will you stop arguing back there and then come home late and whine all the way to bed and unpack.
In the middle of the day on Saturday, the power went out for about 4 hours, which can make for boring times if you rely on electronics for amusement. But that afternoon, the playmobil figures got a lot of playtime. And we read 5 chapters of Little House on the Prairie. As we searched for flashlights as evening approached, the power came back on. There were cheers all 'round, and we put on High School Musical 2. Because sometimes a movie seems like a huge treat in an otherwise boring weekend. Especially when it comes with popcorn.
When I heard "Mom, I'm bored" this summer, I said, "Great! What an opportunity to use your creativity and imagination." I didn't hear it too many times. But sometimes I crave a tiny bit of boredom, just to rest and not be the fun facilitator. So this Labour Day weekend was a tad boring, but oh so good at the same time.
Do you welcome boredom?
This post is so boring I'm not even including a photo.
Your true traveller finds boredom rather agreeable than painful.
It is the symbol of his liberty - his excessive freedom.
He accepts his boredom, when it comes, not merely philosophically,
but almost with pleasure. - Aldous Huxley