It's a very interesting question, but I'm not sure about the getting easier part... or maybe it just takes a really, really long time. My one concrete example is cooking. I cook healthy, home-made food because it's the right thing to do.
Every week I (or sometimes my husband, depending on what we have on) make a batch of muffins and a week's worth of packed lunches, and stow them in the fridge. Because we're very often busy and/or out in the evenings, the packed lunches are very often our 'main meal' of the day and so it's something substantial, like curry & rice, or beef stew, or pasta with ham & mushroom sauce. This takes a lot of time and effort. Grocery shopping, cooking, packaging, cleaning up after. It eats 4 hours of our weekend that could be spent doing something else...
And once in a while I get upset, because it's so damn hard to keep doing it week after week, for no other reason than "It's the right thing to do" - because it's better for our health, and our budget. Sometimes I really, really wish I could eat expensive, bad-for-me food (and have my husband do the same) and not care. But I can't. So I keep doing this large amount of thankless work week anfter week after week, just because it's right, for much of the past two years.
It hasn't gotten any easier yet. Maybe I'm simply inefficient.
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branchandroot
Re: Blessed are the pure of heart...
Date: 2007-02-12 06:18 pm (UTC)Every week I (or sometimes my husband, depending on what we have on) make a batch of muffins and a week's worth of packed lunches, and stow them in the fridge. Because we're very often busy and/or out in the evenings, the packed lunches are very often our 'main meal' of the day and so it's something substantial, like curry & rice, or beef stew, or pasta with ham & mushroom sauce. This takes a lot of time and effort. Grocery shopping, cooking, packaging, cleaning up after. It eats 4 hours of our weekend that could be spent doing something else...
And once in a while I get upset, because it's so damn hard to keep doing it week after week, for no other reason than "It's the right thing to do" - because it's better for our health, and our budget. Sometimes I really, really wish I could eat expensive, bad-for-me food (and have my husband do the same) and not care. But I can't. So I keep doing this large amount of thankless work week anfter week after week, just because it's right, for much of the past two years.
It hasn't gotten any easier yet. Maybe I'm simply inefficient.