During my early 20’s I would cringe over the thought of plans being cancelled; especially if I had already written it in my calendar with..*gasp* pen!
But now, in the latest stage of my 20’s and in this busy season, cancelled and postponed plans are like total bliss.
I’m not kidding.
It’s almost shameful how much I appreciate when things get cancelled at the last minute.
I don’t even care if I’ve spent 2 days cleaning every nook and cranny of the house for company and they have to cancel. I just sit back and admire the clean house and think things like “why don’t I clean like this more often?” and “I’m so glad I get to enjoy this beautiful space and I don’t have to stress over any extra details of a visit”.
I’m sure this is just a phase and I’ll begin to cringe over cancelled plans again someday, but for now, I’m embracing and enjoying it.
With plans for tonight being cancelled I’m given the freedom to lounge on the couch while my husband makes supper. He almost always takes twice as long to cook as I do; he knows this, I know this, and we just plan accordingly.
We get to play in the backyard with the kids rather than rush from event to event.
Tonight by “play” I mean I get to sit on the back steps with my shoes off sipping a glass of Moscato watching my husband toss the baseball around with the kids and listening to them say “Hey batter, batter” a ridiculous amount of times.
I love when life slows down like this.
No matter how much I try to be under-committed and intentionally clear my calendar it gets full.
Please don’t misunderstand what I’m saying here. I truly do praise God for those busy moments too, because I know my gifts are being used, but these quiet, slow, and restful moments are sweet blessedness. Just like this glass of wine.
Excuse me while I go back to sipping.