THE NOT SO BIG LIFE

I am re-reading The Not So Big Life by Sarah Susanka.  I have read it before but just wasn't ready at that point for the contents of the book.  Suskana is an architect who builds smaller, better designed homes that don't make you feel like your living with less. She also serves as a guru of sorts for folks like me who are searching for a life of less with quality.  As we all know, I am ready now.

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Now that I am full on dealing with too-muchness, I find the too-busyness that walks hand in hand with it
is also confining.  How are we too busy all the time? What are we so busy doing? In case you havn't made the connection, I am including you in my questioning.  Where do all the appointments, meetings, lunches and
have to be somewhere come from?  If we don't know where they come from...how will we be able to stop them?

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When will we be not so busy?  When will we be able to sit back, take a sigh and then just keep sitting? I am finding that not having stuff that dust collects on is pretty darn cool.  I would always feel so bad that the
house was dusty, the comparisons to magazine houses would creep in...they never have dust.  It didn't seem to register to me that the 50+ hours a week I work practically guarantees dust build up.  The fact that the
magazine house was just that, a house suspended in time in a magazine, didn't faze me either.  I added dusting to the too-busyness of my day...gotta get it done.

According to Suskana it often takes life altering circumstances to slap someone (me) into the land of new viewpoints.  The last two years have been as far from fun as it gets, but this started earlier for me.  I
might have to congratulate my ex-evil boss for my new way of looking at things.  If nothing I ever did was
worthy in his eyes, then why not back off a few notches, breathe a little slower and look around.  It was then I first read The Not So Big Life By Suskana. 

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Sitting on a beach in Hilton Head, South Carolina the beach life idea found its way to my thought processes.
Via Suskana I began to breathe again, relax a little, look toward a future of less stress.  I slowly learned to pace myself at work, throw off insults from an insane man and dream of living at the beach.  My social
calender began to show more holes as I turned down more and more invitations.  I began using the time
watch the birds in my backyard and hell, blog.

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I am re-adjusting to a slower pace, I hope.  Enjoying more, this I know for sure.  I am moving to Jamaica Beach just outside of Galveston, this I promise you.