I have spent many a winter Saturday morning at wrestling meets this year. This weekend was no different, except my 7-year-old had wrestling events on Saturday AND Sunday. It was a lot of wrestling. I think probably I have had enough wrestling for a while. But — fortuitously! — this wraps the season up, and the upside of tracking my time is that I know the weekend still had a lot of other space. I left the house at 7 a.m. Saturday and was home at 10:30 a.m. (it was a home meet). I left the house at 8 a.m. Sunday and was home at 12:30 p.m. That’s 8 hours total. If you look at the weekend as 6 p.m. Friday to 6 a.m. Monday, I should be awake for about 38 of those hours. There is still a lot of non-wrestling time. My husband and I went to dinner on Friday night. I ran Saturday and Sunday. And I finished The Little Paris Bookshop and read the entirety of Herman Hesse’s Siddhartha.
I had read it before in high school, but remembered nothing about it. Having read it a second time now I think that’s because it wasn’t really all that memorable. I did like this line I emailed to myself (as I was reading on the Kindle app): “Wisdom which a wise man tries to pass on to someone always sounds like foolishness.” Yep, one man’s moment of enlightenment is often hard to recount after the fact. You kind of had to be there.
In other news, due to some poor planning, my husband and I went to the grocery store three times today. The upside of that: Acme has a sweepstakes going on right now where you get Monopoly pieces with every purchase and my 9-year-old is now obsessed. He is standing over me right now and wants to inform the blog readership that he has 5 out of the 8 pieces necessary to win $1 million. Here’s hoping!
I did manage to clean out the two files of kid medical records and house repair files I put on my project list for the weekend. And that’s about it. I believe in limited project lists. Lower expectations to the point where you feel no resistance. That’s not a quote from Siddhartha, but perhaps it could be.