Unplugged

That's what we were forced to be, thanks to storm Basyang.  It's weird how naked we feel without our phone (I had to charge mine in the car), computer, and other gadgets. I was out of sorts for the first hour or so, before I hit my unplugged stride.

It was a good day for art and spring cleaning. My son and I did wet-on-wet painting, and I did my paintings over and over again until I got them dark and vibrant enough, then I decided to organize the bookshelves. Kids have a way of taking books out of the shelves and returning them wherever so that over time, like anything untended, it becomes a mess. Well, I got that sorted today so the next time they ask me for a book they can read, I know exactly where to go.

It's night time now and obviously I'm plugged again, but I have to say it was nice to be really quiet again, to be present and active in things that truly make a life.