With the puppies waking me up at 7am for the past two days, I've thought that I was getting more sleep. Then realized that with the clocks being moved ahead an hour over the weekend, that actually, I'm getting up earlier. Go figure. I'm obviously not the sharpest tack in the box.
As for today, the windows are already up, fans in place and the sun is breaking through. We're supposed to get rain this evening, so will try to get all of the wash done and hung out today. It is glorious outside----slightly cool, the flowers are popping and Spring has definitely sprung. I do love the South. I'm enjoying the hyacinths I planted last year---even cut a few, but my goodness, the scent is heavy. Have to keep moving them from room to room, so as to not get overpowered!
I made a comment on Twitter this morning that I want to look back on today as being a GOOD day. The tendency is to pack in more duty than play, so that at day's end, while I might be satisfied at a job well-done, there's not much silliness to remember. I'm way too serious for my own good. There's sometimes a glimmer of goofiness or joy tucked in, but I tend to be more concerned with getting the cleaning done and the house straightened. Well, to give me credit---with 10 people living here, it does get messy quick if we don't keep a handle on it.
Even yesterday, I told a neighbor who called at around 4:30pm that the girls couldn't play because I wanted the house to look reasonable when Gary got home. Truth is, we didn't end up doing much cleaning, but I wanted to avoid this neighbor. She totally drains me. Good call on my part, but a tidy house would've been nice. I will say, though, that I used the time wisely and made a layer cake and put the finishing touches on beef stew for dinner. Comfort food, yes?
Am trying to adjust my behavior from being a doormat to those who would abuse the privilege of me listening to them ad nauseum. When I walk away from a conversation exhausted, then there's not a very level conversation going on, is there?
So, on to today. May it be blessed and full of joy. May my children laugh and bring happiness to this house, may my husband show self-control in not overworking himself, and may everyone return home safely this evening. That's all I ask.
As for today, the windows are already up, fans in place and the sun is breaking through. We're supposed to get rain this evening, so will try to get all of the wash done and hung out today. It is glorious outside----slightly cool, the flowers are popping and Spring has definitely sprung. I do love the South. I'm enjoying the hyacinths I planted last year---even cut a few, but my goodness, the scent is heavy. Have to keep moving them from room to room, so as to not get overpowered!
I made a comment on Twitter this morning that I want to look back on today as being a GOOD day. The tendency is to pack in more duty than play, so that at day's end, while I might be satisfied at a job well-done, there's not much silliness to remember. I'm way too serious for my own good. There's sometimes a glimmer of goofiness or joy tucked in, but I tend to be more concerned with getting the cleaning done and the house straightened. Well, to give me credit---with 10 people living here, it does get messy quick if we don't keep a handle on it.
Even yesterday, I told a neighbor who called at around 4:30pm that the girls couldn't play because I wanted the house to look reasonable when Gary got home. Truth is, we didn't end up doing much cleaning, but I wanted to avoid this neighbor. She totally drains me. Good call on my part, but a tidy house would've been nice. I will say, though, that I used the time wisely and made a layer cake and put the finishing touches on beef stew for dinner. Comfort food, yes?
Am trying to adjust my behavior from being a doormat to those who would abuse the privilege of me listening to them ad nauseum. When I walk away from a conversation exhausted, then there's not a very level conversation going on, is there?
So, on to today. May it be blessed and full of joy. May my children laugh and bring happiness to this house, may my husband show self-control in not overworking himself, and may everyone return home safely this evening. That's all I ask.
