I've been wandering of late (us Wanderers often do.) Meandering here and there, never lingering for too long...always something on the next horizon. It makes for spotty blogging, unfortunately, but it does lend to having little tastes of many things - which is not only how I like to eat, but how I like to live.
I used to be embarrassed that I knew a little about so many things, but never specialized in one area. I've always felt a bit under-educated, even though I spent a few years in college, because I didn't have a degree or a specific field of interest to speak about. I've also mourned in myself, a lack of the "go-getter" gene. I don't attack projects with wild abandon. I don't go after something with all that I am, until I get what I want.
I'm a mosey-er. I linger. I check out other options. I take the less-travelled path, but also the one that's not so steep, if I can help it. I'm like a distracted child - looking at this flower, asking a ton of questions, touching and smelling and tasting, and napping often.
It's frustrating for those people who don't linger, to deal with me. My parents are "get the job done now" people. I'd rather chase the cats around now, and get the job done later. I'm not irresponsible by any means. I go to work, I meet my deadlines, I show up when I say I will. I just tend to leave most "have-to's" until the last possible minute to leave room for the "look at that's!"
It makes for a small life. "Making it big" is not on my agenda. Unless I win the lottery or stumble upon buried treasure while foraging plants in the forest, you likely won't ever see my picture in the newspaper. But it's a sweet life. I can tell you where there are wild strawberries growing in the hills nearby. I can tell you the best place to get a Tandoori chicken panini. I know an area near the ocean where the pumpkin fields go on for miles. I know a winery with a hidden patio, that will sit you at a little bistro table and bring their wines to you to taste while you sit in the shade.
I have projects that need working on. A garden that needs weeding. A pile of sticky notes with book titles, websites and other notes of interest that needs organizing. I have herbs drying that will soon need to be put away in jars, fruit ripening that needs to be jammed, road trips not taken, a stack of books not yet read. But everything will still be there tomorrow.
Today, I'll just see where the Summer takes me.