just writing a bit more -
i find - when i stick around the house -
as much as i love worrying about keeping the house in order -
(definitely haus husband tendencies)
i do not wish to be a haus husband ( unless i paint at home i guess)
i love the small caretakings and a nice stocked, ordered, comfortable home -
BUT - i think that - when i am home - it's like I get so wrapped up in my anxieties - the cleaning nearly is an OCD
and then also - i think I do not want to be a haushu...
i perhaps would not be happily resolute at the burnished edges of my haus.
at the same time - I think i need to life my head up and set a tragectory for out there -
I think i just need to be brave enough - to envision this - rather than
block at the monolithic fear (s) of what if'ssss..........
but to vision beyond the fear -
and push myself -
I saw a very nice movie on the way back from Moscow -
"Miss Potter" -
at first the distinct accent - turned me off slightly -
but i really enjoyed it - I mention it - becuase Miss Potter was an independent creative. Beatrix Potter was the children's author.
I reccommend it - starring - Renee Zellweeger and Ewan McGregor -
it was very good.