Tuesday, September 2, 2008

Ennui and Aeroplanes

We used to have an Edward Gorey calendar, and one page looked like this:

N is for Neville, who died of ennui.

Well, I don't know if it's really possible to DIE from being in a funk, but I will tell you this- it greatly dampens my creative spirit. Actually, it drains me of all will to accomplish anything at all, and causes me to wish only for my bed, and some fluffy movies. And chocolate. So this past week or so, following a couple of mild but bothersome illnesses and some rather dramatic personal politics, I entered such a funk, and am only just now climbing back out of it. It took three novels, half the book of Revelation, a funny movie, and several hours of doing absolutely nothing of consequence, but here I am, alive! A survivor of ennui.

Making it possible for me to take the necessary "do nothing" time was my fabulous Man, who had a three day weekend and spent much of it lounging about with me or playing with our Small One. He's quite a good Man, and a great Daddy, despite
the fact that last weekend he

  • let her fall asleep in the car, which I hate, because it absolutely screws naptime
  • brought her in and laid her on our bed, next to an open 2 pound bag of m&m's AND a laptop
  • then left for a party, leaving me to deal with the aftermath

  • (Why I oughta...)


    Seriously, who leaves a toddler alone with dark chocolate m&ms and a laptop?

    Anyhoo, this weekend he was fabulous. We went to a Book Festival on Saturday, then on Sunday, we took the Small One to a playground we've only recently ever heard of, located right in the middle of a small airport. It was pretty cool, lots of little planes coming in and taking off, and some parked near enough that we could have touched them if we'd wanted to reach through the fence.
    She had a really good time, despite the strange dreariness of the weather, and she really loves the quality time with Daddy.


    I'm always sorry to see the weekend go- we need to go ahead and get independently wealthy so we can just play every day.


    1 comment:

    Kat said...

    ennui is one of my favorite words. I love it when I have the chance to use it in conversation. And here you are blogging about it. I knew there had to be a reason we are friends. ;-)