Monday, September 22, 2008


I’m bored.

(Can I just say that out loud and get it over with?)

I’m dreading this week, not because there’s anything special going on, but because this week looks a lot like last week, which looks a lot like the week before that.

I get up, drink coffee, pack lunches, make breakfast, walk the kids to school, clean up, entertain the toddler, clean up some more, fix more food, throw in a load of laundry, and on and on it goes,

It’s not like I don’t see the importance of it all, I do. That’s why I’m doing it. But honestly? I’m bored.


Anonymous said...

I appreciate your blog so much. I can remember when my three were littler and going to the park, the library, trying to fill the day because we lived in a tiny, tiny apartment and if I didn't get out the walls would close in on me after awhile.
I remember sometimes sitting, watching them play and being so bored! then I would feel so guilty for feeling that way because this is the prime of their lives, I should be cherishing every milisecond, yada yada yada.

so, thanks for letting me know that, while I have tried to enjoy my children and every second with them, sometimes it can feel a little boring! suzy

elaine@bloginmyeye said...

Preach it, sistah. Seems like I'm either bored or exhausted. So hard to find the middle ground. Sometimes I take comfort in that boring routine. Other times, I gotta get away.

Anonymous said...

Can you say it out loud? How 'bout SCREAMING IT FROM THE ROOFTOPS? That's how I feel some days. :)

donsands said...

I'm like this a lot. But there always seems to be this excitement about at the same time. I may not be able to touch it, but it's there all the same.
I believe that is Jesus who is with me, and even smiling.
This life can definitely be a bore, but Christ is anything but boring. It's the whole idea of drawing close to Him, and so He will draw close to us.
How do you do this?
That's the hard part. But we need to always remember, Jesus loves His own, more than we could ever, ever imagine. And He wants us to have his joy, and to its fullness. He said that, and He surely wouldn't lie.

The key here is that His joy may be found in a heavy heart of sorrow and boredom.
Thanks for sharing your heart.
This is my first time here, and i hope you don't mind that i shared my heart as well.
Lord bless and keep.

Anonymous said...

My friend, I am praying against boredom for you this week. That can be a very dangerous place to be . . .

Marmot Mom said...

I must throw in my lot with Spaghettipie...

I don't want to come off like Pollyanna, but is there anyone you are supposed to be visiting or someone who would benefit from coming to spend time with you and The Men? Many times that has been my cure for the hum-drum of life...although then you have to be careful that serving others doesn't ricochet and throw you into overdrive! Either way, I'm praying.

Llama Momma said...

Friends -- don't read too much into this. Seriously. Yesterday I sat on the floor for two hours playing choo choos. Surely admitting that this isn't the most fulfilling thing I've ever done in my life has to be okay?

And maybe if I was a more spiritual person, I wouldn't be bored. But sometimes I am. Bored.

Just keeping it real.

(And please -- PLEASE -- don't pray that I wouldn't be bored. I don't need any more crisis!!!)

ChosenRebel said...

Honesty. What a wonderful thing. There are times and seasons in all of our lives that feel very much like a bad re-enactment of the movie Groundhog Day.

How we fight our way through them is the process that measures our spiritual and emotional progress. Ann Voscamp's blog is one that has helped me to see the beauty in mundane.

Unfortunately, I'm about 10light years behind in my progress!

Llama Momma said...

chosenrebel -- I couldn't agree more about Ann's blog!

Anonymous said...

boredom - "feeling weary because one is unoccupied or lacks interest in one's current activity"

I think it's wonderful to have a season of not much to do, even better to have one of no crises. Feeling bored as described above, I think happens. We all get bored. So I appreciate you keepin' it real.

It's what boredom can lead to that sometimes worries me (for myself, too!), and that's more of what I'm praying for you for protection from . . . just call it being proactive. :)

Llama Momma said...

Thanks, SP. I'm humbled and appreciative of your concern and prayers.

Mandy- Read. Write. Mom! said...

I remember feeling like this last year when I was staying home with E.B., hence why my blog started. Hang in there, Mama.

Anonymous said...

You could build a serious tower of your own...what do you think?

Obviously you made it through the week. And I love that you have a place to tell us that you're bored. When my kids were really little, I didn't have a blog (excuse me while I hyperventilate thinking about life without a blog). And I remember choo-choo days.

There's an infamous essay some writer in England about her kids boring her. Did you ever see it? Here's the link.

Hope you found some fun for yourself in the midst of LEGO-construction and train-conductoring.

Marmot Mom said...

Once again...I echo Spaghetti Pie...:)

Mamabug said...

Can you say "Ground Hog Day"?

Isn't it crazy how you can feel bored and have a zillion things calling for your attention? I try to do things in different order or change up the usual like eat lunch on the floor.