“More and more people in this country no longer make or do anything tangible; if your job wasn’t performed by a cat or a boa constrictor in a Richard Scarry book I’m not sure I believe it’s necessary.”
What Tim Kreider forgets in his excellent must-read, “The ‘Busy’ Trap” is that Scarry named the towns in his books Busytown & Workville. Even Scarry couldn’t resist the glorification of busyness as virtuous.
Lawyers & poets & mommies & daddies all appear in “What do people do all day” so MFA Dad & I apparently safe by the Kreider-Scarry standard. But that doesn’t save us from falling into the busyness trap. I have a major problem with this. … And I don’t even do that much. … And I realize it’s totally self-inflicted.
I now pause before using my busyness as an excuse. But it’s often the first thought to pop into my head when catching up with a friend.
What I’m realizing is there’s a very fine line between busyness & fullness. A full life is a rich one, indeed, but it’s hard to prevent the scales from tipping in the direction of busyness.
Are you just busy or do you manage to keep your life (& your family’s collective life) full but not overly so?