Can Slow Life Happen on Schedule?

The kids blog about living in Exurbia. I think about Slow Life. Sounds so peaceful.

But try as I may, in practice, and as always, my job in life is to Create Schedules, and then keep the family to them. Not exactly Slow Life -- Slow Down so you have time to have a life? No, the ultimate irony, my job description: Time Keeper!

And why, every time The Schedule has just about graduated into a mindless Routine, does it need reinventing yet again!? Being the Time Keeper when there is no Schedule should be like a holiday, but instead of having Slow Life, I can't help but shift into "Create Schedules" mode. This involves bending my brain into 4-dimensions (and sometimes 5) and trying to connect the dots.

That is when I throw up my hands and trust that the mechanism will sort out the situation in a Candide-like Best of all Possible Worlds, which I guess brings me full circle?! Where was I again, a gold fish in the fish tank? OK, I'm chucking Creating Schedule mode, and caving to Slow Life, maybe I'll think about it tomorrow -- not!

Blogger Birth

And so I finally add my voice to the clamor of bloggers trying to be heard. It's been a while in coming, and naturally it's a home birth: I am emerging from that e-silent gestation largely to comment on my own children's blogs without being confusingly cloaked behind their names. Perhaps this little quintet of voices will just sing to each other, perhaps it will sprawl. Just another angle on our ever evolving Adventure together. The infant blogger has made it's first shriek and now to sleep. More later.