Thursday, May 18, 2017

Being Bored




About five minutes after arriving home from school, Collin announced that he was bored.  BORED.

I stared at him a good whole minute and debated how to respond.

Bored sounds pretty divine.

I barely remember bored.

My ability to be bored has been blocked by a slew of less than pleasant (but necessary) activities.  The list includes a bottomless pit of laundry, dishes that seem to multiply, carpets that collect dust and dirt like a boss, food that constantly needs to be prepared (and then disappears in the span of a blink).  And on and on.

After Collin lamented his woes, I decided "If you can't beat 'em, join 'em."

I took Collin by the arm, and we nestled into the hammock together.  My intent was that we would be so bored that I would cry (tears of joy).

Let me tell you....bored is glorious.

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