My house is in the same state as my being. I turn and at all angles there are piles of things that need to get cleaned up. I have to purge. I have to cleanse. I start here and look there and have a whole new pile to contend with. That's the house. And the hoarder garage. And the flooded basement.
Paperwork is everywhere and I'm trying to catch up but it's quite the job. Yesterday I did some banking and had a visit with the accountant...but I still need to do so much more. For me AND Dad.
My dvr is crying it's so full. If you listen carefully you can hear it weeping from there.
I have two books started. One is changing my life and the other is an assignment. And there are a pile of others yet to read. Yet I joined a site that just adds pressure...in a good way that is.
I have to think of something new to do each day...a challenge I put upon myself but a challenge indeed! Oh, and now I'm doing 29 days.
I have to make time to workout. I walked a few days last week and it really helped. I am 6 lbs lighter in a short time and though I am excited about that...the goal seems very far away.
Oh wait, I have to parent as well. For a kid recently enrolled in the gifted program and a five year old that never stops speaking...absorbing...taking in the world around him. Constantly. Did I mention he never stops talking. Ever. Wonder where he gets that from...heh.
My Dad is finally showing the signs of depression since losing my Mom. He smiles when he needs to but I see the signs and I don't know how to help him. I do think about it. I include him as much as possible but it's hard.
The pooch needs more training.
I started digging in the garden before the last round of snow came...
I have friends and family on my mind at all times. When can we get together? When can I visit? When can we have coffee? When can we talk? Just the other day I got to catch up with my dear friend, Miguel. (He inspired this song). We caught up on life. I realize I have so many more I need to catch up with. But even if we don't sit a few feet away from each other...in my heart they are right next to me. Cheryl, we WILL have coffee. Theresa, we WILL have lunch. Tina, I WILL come and take care of you. Sandi...I know, I know....a playdate needs to be scheduled. It goes on and on.
The "rant" makes it sound like life is pretty good. It's getting there. I will clean, and catch up, and visit and walk. I am inspired by my lists. I am excited to visit. I am seeing the positive optimism come back to me...moment by moment, day by day, breath by breath. My list will never be complete but that's ok with me because I am finally the one making the list.
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