Lately my hope chest has been demanding more food (really politely requesting, but it seems like demanding to me). It's hungry, it says. It reminds me of this, smiling innocently while I inwardly cringe. But I do have an obligation--I brought the creature into existence.
And, what does it want? Action. Simple as that. Not so much, it says, the action of putting things into it, but of putting action itself into it. Sigh. How dare it. How dare it remind me of one of my worst faults. How dare it tell me what I need to hear.
I am really not a very active person. Well, to be honest (I think it would appreciate that too), I am simply not an active person. That is just the way I am: putting things off--sometimes for an understandable reason, sometimes out of mere habitual laziness--indecision, shrinking back in fear, avoiding everything, moving as little as possible.
The way I am is going to have to change. Not all at once with a big bang. That would be impossible. But the hungry beast must be fed, right? I've got to get moving, make some decisions, stop avoiding work, stop putting things off--if it kills me (and really, putting away the nail clippers that have been lying about for weeks on end mere inches from their home in a drawer, putting away the remainder of my Christmas gifts and carting the box they were in out of my bedroom, clearing the odd bits of thread and fabric from a recent sewing project off my sewing table, and all the other little treats I gave the beast this afternoon were really quite painless).
Wish me well. I'm off to do something. Decide something. Anything (though I'm sure my hope chest does have some very specific tastes--I'll let you know if I find out what they are).
--Your rebuked and slightly worried Hopeful.
Sunday, January 08, 2006
The Hungry Beast
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ah ha so you sewed something??? do share...what was it? I know about having things laying inches from their respective home and not actually being there. sometimes I have to stop go back and tell myself, "put that where it belongs and do it now, not later!" Keep at it and it will pay off.
I made a shirt for Mom for Christmas. It still has no button holes. That is not my fault though. My sewing machine will not do them. I have Ginger's here but I have yet to investigate its capabilities (that IS my fault!). I hope it will do them!
I'll be praying for this endeavor of yours...your honesty is most admirable. You've taken the first, most important step.
Persevere my sister!
Thank you! :-)
My hope chest has informed me that I need to be more active in our family business. I have done quite well today.
It has also informed me that the mess in my "real" bedroom (I am currently stationed in the library) needs to be taken care of.
It would also like me to finally put the rest of the Christmas decorations away (so would my mother). I have been bringing something upstairs every day or so but I really need to finish tomorrow. I don't think "a piece every day or so" was really what either of them had in mind. ;-)
Pace yourself nonetheless! My living space suffers cruelly from neglect. This is not for want of dreamy ideas with regards to its improvement--it is merely the fault of my lack of finesse when managing my time. I often wonder if, when I am graduated and gone from the college world, I will persevere in keeping myself active at home. :O I applaude your continuing resolution to adopt a pro-active stance! I can only hope I will be as resolved as yourself. Go with God my friend.
Oh, yes. I know about those "dreamy ideas with regards" to the improvement of my living space. I imagine myself perfectly organized. Such a state is much more easily imagined than accomplished. :-)
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