Smelling the Roses and the Frugal Life
Making my sixth trip out to the car to bring in groceries, I pause and take time to smell my roses. This lovely, Queen Elizabeth rosebush, purchased about five years ago, is a frugal treasure. Discovered in a box store and looking quite sad and forlorn, with a price of less than $5.00, I took a chance and brought this lady home. Now over six feet in height and twice a year covered in beautiful, pink long stem roses with the most delicate and yet heady smell, this rose bush is a blessing.
Even though I enjoy the stimulating fragrance and appreciate the artistry of this plant, I too often do not take the time to savor the scent and grace of this rose. And I must confess, this can also be my "story." I have been asking myself of late, how to spend more time, "smelling the roses" in life. One of the things I have come to realize when a home no longer has children within the walls, is that life can easily become a checklist. What I mean by that is as a mother of young children I was much more motivated to stop and find the pleasure in what I was doing.
Mothering young children is hard work and I do not mean to romanticize the experience, but it is also lush with opportunity to savor the little things in life. Now often solo when working at home, I find I attack my list of things to do and if not careful, only find my pleasure when a job is done and not the process of accomplishing the task. The truth is life is more process than completion. So I am purposing to take time to smell the roses throughout my day.
I will confess, this is not an easy process for me. Ask Husband and he will tell you that I focus on tasks well. After over 30 years of marriage, he finally understands that I really do not mean to run into him when he walks my way and I am fixated on a task; it is that I need to keep my concentration fast on the goal or deed before me, Concentration helps me not to lose sight of what I am doing or get distracted from my priority. Still most strengths can also become weakness if one is not careful, so I am seeking to be more mindful of the process of my life.
One of the tasks most challenging for me to find appreciation of the process, is the inevitable clean up that accompanies frugal living. Dishes seem to breed more dishes. Some days the thought of opening a few cans and making a meal, appeals to my heart. Homemade soup, broths, breads and salads chock full of healthy ingredients equals pots, pans, and other cooking tools. Yet I persevere for health and finances and try to find a way to at least appreciate, if not find pleasure in the clean up process. I smell the roses in my kitchen with purposeful thoughts of recognition of my blessings.
I tell myself I am blessed to have hot water and enjoy the suds that spill over my dishpan. I savor the light green shade of my dish draining pad and how it complements my kitchen curtains. I practice gratefulness for enough pots and pans to cook my meals and then rejoice in the healthy food that graces my table. I pause to savor the combination of colors on a salad filled with vegetables and stop to enjoy a whiff of my tasty olive oil.
Let me not deceive or give the impression that I now love to wash the dishes. I am learning though to find appreciation for the process and am enjoying finding ways to smell the roses in the mundane tasks of life.
How do you smell the roses in your frugal life?