Reading posts from this community pleases me in ways I have struggled to explain or define.
Until I realised…
The dull men’s club is is the antitheses of the escalating deluge of drivel from self dubbed “influencers” on social media.
This community celebrates the every day but does it without the hullabaloo of attention grabbing junk we are surrounded by these days. It does it quietly in a dignified manner… and I find that… comforting…
Also: I cooked bacon and egg breakfast for our teen kids and all their friends this morning. I cleaned the kitchen before sitting down to eat my own breakfast. I decided to clean first, as this way I get to sit down and not get back up. Cold breakfast was a small price to pay for being able to drink my coffee and read the news, knowing the kitchen is done, and I don’t need to get up again…
Yup. We’re all Unfluencers here.
I’m pleased that I created this space that other people enjoy and brings people together through shared experiences. I wish I had thought of the idea originally, as a true dull man I am quite unoriginal. I find myself checking for new posts frequently and I’m amazed at how things have turned out in such a short time. I hope to see it grow and see just how dull things can get.
Cold breakfast was a small price to pay for being able to drink my coffee and read the news, knowing the kitchen is done, and I don’t need to get up again…
I can feel the truth of this statement in my bones. This is one of the deeper truths.
I’ve got a tyke under the age of two. I always let my wife eat first while I feed our kid.
If my daughter is being tough, by the time it gets frustrating my wife is done eating and I can tap her in. If my daughter is being easy, I can get her taken care of and whatever mess she makes eating cleaned up first, so I can eat in relative peace.
Unless the charming little gremlin decides she needs some of my food. “Daddy daddy, bite please! Yum! Yum! Please!”
Regardless, I can avoid feeling rushed, or like I’m putting off something.
I work from home. I love to buy the day’s bread, making coffee for me and my wife, help my children eat, prepare their school bags and take them to school. After that, when I come.back to my house, my wife left for her work, and I drink my “true” coffee, that is my second one, while eating my breakfast, alone and calmly. Only then I’m ready for my work day.
Mmmm. Bacon.
This morning, I baked a tin of pre-made vegan (dairy & egg allergy in the family) cinnamon rolls. Bacon would have been nice on the side. Maybe I’ll do that tomorrow morning.
this morning I had 6 pickles and my dad got really confused about it for some reason
This should’ve been its own post
Yep, that’s exactly it. Quietly celebrating the mundane together.
Amelie is a masterpiece in exactly that subject, and your post is what it took for me to make the connection.
I had a bagel this morning and brought a big thermos of coffee to work. I vacuumed when I got home because a contractor’s coming by tomorrow to do an estimate.
