Feeling it by June McInnes
Today I am feeling it, how on earth as a society did we get to be such whiners, every day I hear people complain about the most silly things, things that don’t really matter in the great scheme of things and why or why does it matter to so many people that they don’t seem to like the word “moist” what is that all about?
If you don’t like how things are going in your life, find a way to change it, this latest generation, and I don’t mean everyone spends far too much time on their phones and tablets. Back in the day when our children were growing up, kids were criticized for watching too much television, there’s always something to catch their attention, but it’s about discipline in the home, balance and love, yes, love. Talk to your children, don’t throw money at them and push them out the door. Get to know them, make friends with them, they are after all your “mini mes.” I was lucky with my mum, until she became ill she was a great mum, no one can say otherwise and it wasn’t her fault she became ill or that the illness changed her personality either, She was a lovely mum, lots of outings in the car together as she couldn’t walk far, we would go get ice cream together, chat, laugh, she was great. But I digress. Don’t let your children grow up not knowing you at all, otherwise, one day that stranger will have to come back to bury you and clean out your house, you’ll have missed so much together. Stop whining about what you don’t have and concentrate on what you do.
It doesn’t take a lot of money to have a good time, have a pot luck with your family or neighbours that keeps the cost down and if you each did that say every month you’d have something to look forward to, maybe make new friends or connections.
Have a few friends round and watch a movie together.
I’m not saying go out if your either your comfort zone or friends list, just mix it up a bit.
Humans are one of the word species on this planet for habitual behaviour, break that mould, get out there, be spontaneous if you can, I’m not asking you to dance naked in the rain, just at least look at it from the window, do something different, be your old self for a day, not what life has made you, don’t forget to breathe.
As we age, we tend to leave behind old ways and hobbies, usually because of money or time constraints or children, then as you age you have maybe a little more time, like at weekends if you don’t work them or in the evenings, start a hobby, or pick up an old one.
Me, I clatter around all day doing ‘stuff’ then in the evenings, after I serve the evening meal, that’s my time to create something, I love to paint and draw or sculpt or knit or crochet, I sew too, it’s my way of dealing with stress, I feel compelled to make something, if I can’t I feel sad, I’ve always felt that way. As I’m older now and we have less children living with us I have slightly more time to myself, there, that’s the moments I live in, the time I wait for, when I can pick up what I want to make and carry on, it might not be the best made thing ever, but you can guarantee it’s an original and made to the best of my ability and most importantly if all, it’s made with love.
Don’t be shy, get out there, do a class if you can, or buy some wool and practise at home, ask a friend. There are a ton of books at the local library and if you have internet then use Utube for a wealth of how- tos with instructional videos, don’t be boring, be fabulous.
Stop whining and go create something.