If you follow this blog and read it…hey, I’m a realist…life gets busy…things get undone…
Anyway, if you follow and read this blog – I am appreciative. I would love to write each of you a thank you note, but I forgot to mail my bills off last month, so I wouldn’t be waiting anxiously at the mail box. A simple thank you will have to do.
And, one more time – if you follow and read this blog you may be wondering what happened to Friday, Saturday, Sunday, Monday and Tuesday – the continuing saga of “a day in my life”.
Rest assured, those days did happen and they happened despite my desperate attempt to find life’s pause button and stop for a minute.
Any attempt to chronicle the individual activities for each of those days would likely be a work of at least partial fiction. That would probably make for more interesting reading, but frankly, would take a bit more effort than I can rally right now. It is 6:30 on Wednesday evening and I am ready for bed. I finally just pretended that I had a pause button, and closed my eyes and took a nap today. I just woke up. The nap didn’t help with all of the things that needed to get done today, but I feel better able to face the struggle.
I am relatively sane.
The Christmas lights have been plugged in. We didn’t actually hang them on the house. We just sort of threw them into the crape myrtles in front of the house. They look suitably festive. They are out of the Christmas box and in the yard. They are twinkling. We are not the best decorated house in the subdivision (or the worst). We are neither overachieving, nor underachieving. We are just achieving. I’m okay with that. That fits in with my goal of simplifying, but still celebrating the season. My youngest daughter will not be growing up with the Griswolds (Christmas vacation) or Scrooge. Just us. That is as it should be.
The days since I last posted have been filled with going to work, handling some pesky medical issues, retrieving stranded family members (car issues), making wedding preparation lists, driving people to and fro, a holiday bowling party, more medical issues, a couple of emotional meltdowns (adolescent, young adult and menopausal), and a host of other life moments.
It has now been hours since I started writing this post. Dinner has been cooked and eaten.
Issues. Conversations. Family. Life.
Now, I shall post this.
I shall load the dishwasher.
I shall load and unload the washer and dryer.
I shall wander into my studio and look around.
I shall work on explaining the function of the new doggy door to the pack. That’s a story for another day. Stay tuned. Sometime tomorrow or the next day…depending on how it goes.
Visual artist playing with collage, assemblage and whatever else I imagine. Homemaker and homeschooling Mom of four children aged 10 to 24. Ready to fully embrace life and leave regret and fear behind. Each new day is an opportunity to love, create and live with intention...