Sometimes I sound crazy to myself in my own head.
Before you judge me with a, “Well, YEAH, you’re talking to yourself, kind of the definition of crazy!” let me explain.
There are times when I feel like I should do something in the house, something that takes less than 3 minutes like making water kefir, and for some reason I can’t get to it all. day. long.
Other times I want to try something new, whether it’s a new recipe or a new routine (magnesium supplementation comes to mind). These things aren’t difficult, and they won’t take much time, but it might take 6 weeks for me to make a 15-minute recipe and months (a year? more?) before I integrate a new routine into our lives.
My excuse – in my head – is that I just don’t have time for “one more thing.” Sometimes I say it out loud, and in my head I think, “That sounds crazy. Surely there’s 3 minutes wasted in a day when I could do this task! There HAS to be enough time for something so simple!”
Then I argue with myself.
Have you been there?
Have you been at the point where, no matter how easy other people say homemade yogurt or making homemade chicken stock is, no matter how little time your favorite blogger says soaking dry beans will take…you’re just not there? Your state in life, your daily routines, your family size and structure simply aren’t at a place where you can add one more thing to your week?
The Old Busy
When I had two kids and a blog and was learning the natural life, I thought I was busy. (I’d argue that point with my old self now; I’m sure you were expecting that.)
I was making homemade bread, I was in a raw milk coop that included two hours of driving and delivering every 6 weeks, I was grinding my own grains, (and some other stuff) and I thought I certainly couldn’t add one more thing to my regimen.
When I posted a recipe that included Parmesan cheese, a reader picked on me for using “green can parm.” I was genuinely hurt. I didn’t think Parmesan cheese mattered in the context of everything else I was doing. I didn’t want to make that change and truly didn’t think it possible in my life.
Shredding my own Parmesan cheese was, at the time, my “one more thing” after which, if I tackled it, I would surely self destruct.
Kitchen Stewardship is built around baby steps and “doing what we can” for a reason, folks.
Fast Forward Three Years
A new house, a third child, a gluten sensitivity and a burgeoning business later, my life is busier than ever.
I don’t bake bread anymore because I haven’t embraced all the “fancy gluten-free flours” very well, and although I printed out a wonderful recipe for a gluten-free sourdough starter months ago, well…you know how I am with that process. I haven’t tried it yet. (I am mastering gluten-free muffins – this gluten-free bacon and green onion muffin recipe is fantastic.)
But I realized that there’s been a change. Since I went on record three years ago saying I “couldn’t do one more thing” and “green can Parm is keeping me sane,” –somehow I’ve found the time and energy to make that effort.
I just bought my first Big Huge Wedge of Parmigiano–Reggiano from Costco and froze hunks for later. (Wanna know what else a real foodie buys at Costco?)
I’ve been buying the real deal for a while now…perhaps a sale at Meijer caught my eye at one point, and I thought I’d try it. Maybe that was it. I don’t even remember how it got started, but I know the tide has turned, because when a friend said that the way she gets her kids to eat asparagus is to put “lots and lots” of Parmesan on top – the green can stuff – I cringed.
My kids love using the microplane grater (at Amazon) at the table, and it DOES help them eat their soup more joyfully. At least more willingly.
Am I going to judge you if you’re still at “love my green can parm don’t even try to pry it out of my bone tired fingers!” stage?
And if I do, I’m wrong. I’m flawed. I’m living in an egocentric world thinking perhaps everyone is at the same stage of their journey as me.
It’s OK if you’re not.
I hope you can take encouragement from my story and my journey, and when you’re in the “I can’t do ONE MORE THING” phase – again – just tell yourself that whenever you’re ready, you can take one little baby step, and maybe a few years down the road, you’ll look back, amazed.
Then tell yourself you’re no crazier than that Kitchen Stewardship lady, even if you do start arguing inside your head.
And she seems to be hanging in there…
If you appreciated my honesty, the exploration of a tough topic, or just a peek inside my slightly crazy head, you might enjoy the whole essay series here.
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