A Summer of Introspection

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I must start this post with an apology: I'm sorry I dropped off the face of the earth over the summer.

I wish I could blame it all on the unexpected and time-consuming events of the last two months (as listed in my last post), but it's not totally true. I've been undergoing a change in attitude about and expectation for my life, and I've spent a lot of time marinating in my own thought juices.

So here's what happened: through a long chain of events and book recommendations, I stumbled across The 4-Hour Work Week, by Tim Ferriss. If you haven't heard of him or read his work, he is the premier advocate and practitioner of Lifestyle Design (LD). Lifestyle Design, in this case, means maximizing one's income and time to experience everything that this world has to offer in terms of food, entertainment, and learning.

In reading his book, I realized that we may have a decent income that supports us well, but we have a definite poverty of time. I'm always running from one appointment to the next, and my husband is barely home in time to kiss the kids goodnight. The last vacation I took was sans Hubs, which is less "vacation" and more "corral the kids to avoid embarrassment and legal action." I became a full-on Ferriss convert about halfway through reading the book and started preaching, "Screw traditional working hours, we're going to travel the world!"

Once my enthusiasm and naivete wore off a little, I went back and took real stock of our lives. We're not at a point where we can truly screw traditional working hours and travel the world. Truth be told, I don't want to become total vagabonds. I don't want to divest ourselves of all of our worldly goods (or even put them in extended storage) and backpack through Southeast Asia. I just want to be able to spend fun time together as a family, travel without worrying about landlords or school, and enjoy the short time that we have on this earth.

I'm not totally sure how to make this happen, yet, but I do know that we have to extricate ourselves from the burdens that we bear. That's what I've been doing in my time off. In addition to thinking long and hard about what we truly want from and for our lives, we've been eliminating the useless chatter and clutter. That means checking my email only once a day, throwing out or selling stuff we're not using or don't need, and, yes, blogging less often. Part of my introspection includes trying to determine what is worth writing and what is better kept to myself.

Do I know the answers to that yet? No, I don't. I understand that I need a bit of an overhaul on El Blog, but I'm not entirely sure how to proceed. I do know that I don't want to waste my time or yours in writing drivel that you don't want to read, but beyond that, who knows?

While I spend more time thinking about myself, I encourage you to explore my archives, in which I write about myself. (Yes, blogging is awesome for the self-centered.) I'm going to continue my introspection and forge a way forward. I am also going on a writing retreat (yay!) and buying a house (YAY!), two events that will consume a crazy amount of time. Until then, my friends ...


  1. Lynn:
    I really thought this was a stellar blog post. You are raw and real and honest. There are problems going on and gosh darnit, you are trying to figure out the best ways to solve those problems in ways that work well with your family situation. I appreciate the sincerity of your honesty and indecision as to how to proceed in fixing things, but that you will try your best. Really enjoyed this one.

    1. Thanks! Perhaps brain-vomiting is the way forward for me, as it always seems to elicit the best responses :-)

  2. I loved this post too! I know exactly where you are, as I'm pretty much there too. I call it "the kids are getting older...now what do I want" syndrome. It's great in the sense that the world is right there before you with endless possibilities, but the hard parts are a) figuring which one, or two or three, you want, and b) trying to make it happen.

    You are not alone!

    1. Thanks! I hear it happens at certain points in your life: 1-2 years after college graduation (quarter-life crisis), around big birthdays (30, 40, etc.), when the kids move out, and when retirement looms. I'm sure there are others, but I keep hearing about those. It's terrifying but awesome at the same time.


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