We cook dinner every night, our meals planned out in advance. I pay special attention to put something easy down for the nights I will be responsible for cooking. When I get off of work the last thing I feel like doing is being in the kitchen for hours, like so many of us.
Except Sundays. Sundays are the days I like rolling up my sleeves and getting elbow deep in dirty dishes and chopped cilantro. I’m usually alone these nights, too. Dan working. I crank my City & Colour Pandora station and work methodically, mindlessly. I get brave and attempt new recipes, trying to use new ingredients.
This Sunday was different. I tried being present and aware the entire day, careful to do nothing other than relax. I am about to enter a particularly busy season and I want to savor every ounce of nothingness I can. I set to making dinner and thought of all the upcoming Sundays I wouldn’t have the desire to be in the kitchen, lacking enough energy to consume dinner let alone make it.
It occurred to me while I was eating that I have been spending a lot of time thinking about this upcoming season. Not necessarily all good things. I realized that while I may be exhausted in ways I haven’t known in a while, I shouldn’t be afraid of that. I should be embracing it.
One of my favorite authors, Shauna Niequist tweeted something the other day that stayed with me. She was talking about growing pains, “And growing is good, right? Hard, awkward, uncomfortable, scary, messy…and good.” She is right, despite the pain the growing is good.
Let that be enough, enough to keep me in the kitchen on Sundays. Enough, despite that I will be tired, have too many things to do, and let’s be honest, probably in a horrible mood. On those days, I’ll let the good wash over me and use Dallas Green to drown out the negativity.
P.S. You need to make this sandwich, immediately. Check the recipe out over at my friend Grace’s blog, Earthy Feast. That’s right, I can now call her a friend as we have actually met. Not to mention, she has personally made these sandwiches for me. I’m sure you’re green with envy right now. I know I would be.