Yesterday was family day, which meant all stores were closed and my kid didn’t have school. It also meant that we were supposed to do something amazingly fun as a family.
We didn’t, though. We like to keep the bar low on those kinds of expectations. Also, we were watching my niece. And also, we kind of sort of can’t afford to do those kinds of things.
Don’t get me wrong, I would love to, but we can’t right now. So, instead…we had fun together. I know right?! Who has fun together anymore, especially on their own without going somewhere fancy? But we did.
We watched my niece, had a marathon of new movies, had a visit with Matt’s mom and my sister (when she came to pick up my niece), and when it was just the four of us…we had a massive ball war, where in we threw soft balls at each other. There was no strategic grounds behind any of it, and the kids loved it.
We also did some homework (reading and printing), but mainly we just…hung out. Together. With barely any distractions.
I was feeling good about our sweet day of nothing until later on that night, when I logged on and saw the abundance of photos on Facebook from friend’s out with their families at super fun places.
Then I felt guilty. I felt as if I was failing to give my kids fun and enriching experiences by our sweet day of nothing, and started to feel guilty over not taking them to Ripleys Aquarium or the Science Centre or somewhere drastically more awesome.
I know that’s not true at all. I know I’m not failing to give my kids enriching experiences, simply because we didn’t go somewhere. It’s the whole Facebook mentality. Like I said in yesterday’s post, Facebook gives this illusion that life is so fantastic and the bad parts don’t happen. You constantly compare your days to those of your friends. Usually not in a malicious way (at least, I don’t do it maliciously), but you compare none the less.
I hate that mentality so much. I often want to just delete my Facebook and be done with it. But that’s where everyone is and I need to be where everyone is if I’m going to run a successful business and promote my writing…and I know, that’s a lame and weak excuse. But there you have it.
Blogging can be the same way, I suppose. I know I am guilty of doing the whole ‘look at me! Look at how great we are because we are out and not sitting in front of a tv! Look at how HAPPY my kids are! We so happy!’ thing too. Oh, um, sorry about that. I’ll probably do it again too. So…awkward.
But at least I’m honest (or try to be) about our days too. A shitty day is a shitty day, and yes…you can find good parts to every day (childrens smiles, etc etc), but you’re entitled to feeling shitty still.
Except on Facebook, it would appear.