|Christmas brunch, my table setting|
All in all, it was a wonderful Christmas. How was yours? I made a big Christmas Eve dinner and then a huge Christmas Day brunch. I feel like I have cleaned my kitchen top to bottom like 57 times literally and I literally found a plate in the coat closet yesterday. For the first time I can actually say I am burned out. The chaos the week my grandpa died followed by the chaos of squeezing the clients I had to cancel into the week before Christmas on top of planning another big Christmas event was too much for my stop and smell the roses Taurian nature. I feel a bit like the season whirled around me and I missed a lot of it. You’ll have that. The truth is that what I realized is how otherwise privileged I am that usually I get to arrange my time exactly as I wish to fully enjoy the season. No luxury is greater than time. So, okay, with extenuating circumstances, difficult passive aggressive jackasshole opioid addicted mother fucker extended family members, and a shitload of freezing rain, it was not the savored, stop and take stock season for me. I think it was a lot more like a normal person’s Christmas. Normal people are frenzied—some by their choosing, but mostly out of their hands. I hate to rush and I hate to be busy and I had to do a lot of both.
|My aunt, right, is a huge Carolina Panthers fan. My sister wanted to do an Italian American restaurant theme. A nod to the Florentine where we used to have Christmas Eve dinner. When we set the theme, we didn't know the Florentine would be on everyone's mind as it turned out they would close their doors after 71 years on December 23. We wanted to incorporate the Panthers somehow but obviously the two don't really go together. So I had the idea to get a cutout of him serving antipasto. My sister loves a theme party. I go for subtle references to a theme and my sister likes to hit you over the head with it. I relinquished quite a bit of the decor to her|
|I love luminaries on Christmas Eve.|
|The first moment I had to stop and really enjoy my Christmas tree was Christmas morning. It wasn't finished until the 21st. Who's that across the table?|
But now I can slooooooow down. I think all creative people worry about their well running dry because sometimes it feels like it has. The good news is that creativity is a completely renewable resource when given a little time and room to regenerate. I go through this cycle all the time and I’m sure you do, too. When I’m burned out, the things that help me most are reading, learning something new, seeing something new, being outside, and of course an obscene amount of pasta and wine.
What helps you when you’re burned or burnt (?) out?
Best wishes for a happy New Year!