I've got to a point in my life, where I am currently assessing what's important. What matters and what doesn't. Sorting through what's real and what's habitual. What's worth my time and what wastes it.
And this applies as much (perhaps more so) to things as it does to people.
Last week I forgot the anniversary of my Hobbits death.
I have a myriad of excuses, but the fact remains that for the previous 5 years, the first week of Feb has loomed large and treacherously, from Xmas onwards.
And this year it passed by in a flurry of "other things".
So, in making an active decision to spend more time on the good, and less (if not none) on the bad, and PARTICULARLY, the ugly, I've sorted my life into what's important and what isn't.
And when you are authentically.. I mean REALLY committed to this process, it's quite confronting. From the ring my first real boyfriend gave me, to the very last thing my Hobbit purchased for me, I've gone through my life and discarded what I no longer need.
And in some cases, kept what I thought I didn't.
And, because this is a food blog, and this post is in SERIOUS danger of becoming a self-indulgent, maudlin middle-aged emo sook-fest,I give you a small taste of what, after 45 years on this planet, is important to me.
A wine rack, a coffee plunger, a print of Monet's garden in Giverny, my stick blender, a mirror overlaid with KwanYin, my antique marble slab,my silicone cooking gear (but only because my non-stick ripple pan is my most prized possession!) and my cookbooks. My Aqua Sulis and a bag filled with mezzalunas and my antique butchers knives.
And my PNG panga and my hand-made bilum.
The rest was dross.
AGITK and I will be taking a wee hiatus, because this blog IS one of the things I have decided is important to me, and when we return, in about 2 week, things, my friends, will be very VERY different.
As they say in the classics, "strange things are afoot at the Circle K"
See you all on the flip side.
And this applies as much (perhaps more so) to things as it does to people.
Last week I forgot the anniversary of my Hobbits death.
I have a myriad of excuses, but the fact remains that for the previous 5 years, the first week of Feb has loomed large and treacherously, from Xmas onwards.
And this year it passed by in a flurry of "other things".
So, in making an active decision to spend more time on the good, and less (if not none) on the bad, and PARTICULARLY, the ugly, I've sorted my life into what's important and what isn't.
And when you are authentically.. I mean REALLY committed to this process, it's quite confronting. From the ring my first real boyfriend gave me, to the very last thing my Hobbit purchased for me, I've gone through my life and discarded what I no longer need.
And in some cases, kept what I thought I didn't.
And, because this is a food blog, and this post is in SERIOUS danger of becoming a self-indulgent, maudlin middle-aged emo sook-fest,I give you a small taste of what, after 45 years on this planet, is important to me.
A wine rack, a coffee plunger, a print of Monet's garden in Giverny, my stick blender, a mirror overlaid with KwanYin, my antique marble slab,my silicone cooking gear (but only because my non-stick ripple pan is my most prized possession!) and my cookbooks. My Aqua Sulis and a bag filled with mezzalunas and my antique butchers knives.
And my PNG panga and my hand-made bilum.
The rest was dross.
AGITK and I will be taking a wee hiatus, because this blog IS one of the things I have decided is important to me, and when we return, in about 2 week, things, my friends, will be very VERY different.
As they say in the classics, "strange things are afoot at the Circle K"
See you all on the flip side.
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4 comments:
Bon voyage cher amie xxx
You go girl. See you soon.
- Jazz
Crikey! ...meanwhile, back at the ranch... I say, head 'em off at the pass. See ya in Dodge, just south of the Border me amiga.
Say Hi to Big Red if ya see 'im.
Good luck PG. Let us know how things are going once you've settled in (and got you Internet connection working!) Gotti sends her love too.
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