That's what you eat when you are completely stressed and decide that you need something to take your mind off of how far behind you are at work. It worked, I must say, as I then switched my focus to why on Earth I thought eating five servings of Gardetto's would help the situation. The work didn't get done any faster and any interest I had in eating supper this evening was completely gone.
What I really wish I had been doing (instead of eating my weight in rye chips and trying to get two days worth of work done in one) is finding a way to support the Occupy Wall Street movement from my perch in middle America. There have been some protests at my local state capital, which I could somehow join, I suppose. But since I barely find the time to get done what needs done anyway, taking time out to stand with a sign seems like the least important way for me to spend the weekend. And yet I look at this situation, which is the sign of hope I have been seeking for so long, and I know that I need to give it my support somehow.
I have this lovely, developing human being right here in my house and I need to show her that this is something her mom and dad see as important and necessary. I tried to explain in a way her four year old brain can understand, as we listened to public radio on the way to the library, that it is our right as people in the United States to peaceably protest our government when we feel it is the right thing to do. That was a first step. But how do I show her what it means to be involved in something bigger than herself?
One thing she seems to like is making things for others--especially food things (she is, after all, my child). When I have made cookies or soup to give to others, she is always quite interested. She seems to understand the concept of taking care of others by providing them nourishment. So what about providing some cookies for the protestors? Or maybe carrot sticks and string cheese? If you were spending your day on the cement, maybe that would give you the energy to keep going for a few more hours of sign holding and chanting.
It's only Tuesday. Maybe I'll come up with something more before the weekend is here. But for now, I am thinking, that come this Saturday, if there are protestors downtown, they may just have a few cookies coming their way.
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