I was reminded recently of a band I fell in love with almost ten years ago…and haven’t really listened to since. First Aid Kit. Y’all. They’re SO GOOD. I kinda feel like they’re one of the best groups out there that most people haven’t ever heard of. It’s primarily a pair of Swedish sisters, both who sing and songwrite. Their sound is decidedly 1970s folk—they’ve even styled some of their albums to look like Fleetwood Mac, if that helps. Sometimes they do country, too, or more contemporary-sounding folk. But mostly it’s that 70s goodness.
I lost touch with them until someone I know shared one of their new-er songs. I’m excited to go and listen to what they’ve done more recently.
A quiet night, just me and the pups since Liz was out with friends. Changed the sheets. Straightened up just a little. Got in a so-so writing session. Only so-so in that it wasn’t long enough. The writing itself was actually great. I have so much to finish this week. It’s daunting. But, that’s okay. I just need to put my head down and see how much I can get done.
Sigh.
I feel so far behind. I wanted to be DONE with the book by now. I need to let that go, though. “Behind” is entirely relative and subjective. There’s no fast, hard truth to it. It only has meaning in its comparison; on its own, it is nothing. So…I can reframe it if I want to. And I do.
Tomorrow.
We go back to work tomorrow. Good night.
Happy Mother’s day, mom, and to all the other mothers out there. We would be nothing without you.