The news says it is 5:33 a.m. That is too early for me, to be sitting here, trying to type. Sarah tells me I type by the ten finger hunt and peck method. I confess, I cheat a lot and therefore, I am a lousy typist. Good thing I make my way by other methods. Mainly by the seat of my pants.
By the time the sun goes down each day, I ache so badly all over that it hurts to sit down, but my feet are giving out and I have too. ( Did you know your feet can collapse? Don't know how, but I have almost hit the deck more than once when they go). Am I blessed or what? I'm not being sarcastic . . I'm sincere.
I broke down and hired the house to be painted. Ed did us such a favor and helped us out more than I can say. Gave us deal that made it in our budget. It also gave me such a lift and jump start. Last night, I bought another gallon of the trim paint and did the wood trim that has been such a thorn in my side for so long. I was, and am still thinking about putting blocks in to replace the trim, but I need to price the blocks and new wood to help me decide. Time will also be an issue. But for now, it has brightened up the very neutral house and set the flowers off much better. It also helped me decide where to put in taller bushes with their red wood trellises to set off the rest of the house.
But the point of all this rhetoric, is that I can keep moving. I appreciate that I can work hard enough to get a little sore and keep moving. Getting things done. Important things. I have been needed for less babysitting so I am getting a lot more done here at home. I do miss having the kids over here as much, but trying to get the grow boxes built, to produce food and become more prepared sets my mind at ease. It gives me a way to give back to my children and their children. A way to enjoy the world around me, in spite of being stuck in this dry ugly desert (sorry Linda, I am having a hard time appreciating much around here these days), so I will take my God given abilities and make my little chunk of dirt into something I can enjoy.
So now that I have been up for 1 1/2 hours, taken my shower, slathered lotion all over my poor dried out body (too much info?), I will run over to Wal-mart and get some plumber's putty and milk. When I need a break later today, I will add some pictures . . . . if I can get them to go into this old lap top I am using. Both of the Maskey's lap tops went down and my newer one seems to have catch it from them.
By the time the sun goes down each day, I ache so badly all over that it hurts to sit down, but my feet are giving out and I have too. ( Did you know your feet can collapse? Don't know how, but I have almost hit the deck more than once when they go). Am I blessed or what? I'm not being sarcastic . . I'm sincere.
I broke down and hired the house to be painted. Ed did us such a favor and helped us out more than I can say. Gave us deal that made it in our budget. It also gave me such a lift and jump start. Last night, I bought another gallon of the trim paint and did the wood trim that has been such a thorn in my side for so long. I was, and am still thinking about putting blocks in to replace the trim, but I need to price the blocks and new wood to help me decide. Time will also be an issue. But for now, it has brightened up the very neutral house and set the flowers off much better. It also helped me decide where to put in taller bushes with their red wood trellises to set off the rest of the house.
But the point of all this rhetoric, is that I can keep moving. I appreciate that I can work hard enough to get a little sore and keep moving. Getting things done. Important things. I have been needed for less babysitting so I am getting a lot more done here at home. I do miss having the kids over here as much, but trying to get the grow boxes built, to produce food and become more prepared sets my mind at ease. It gives me a way to give back to my children and their children. A way to enjoy the world around me, in spite of being stuck in this dry ugly desert (sorry Linda, I am having a hard time appreciating much around here these days), so I will take my God given abilities and make my little chunk of dirt into something I can enjoy.
So now that I have been up for 1 1/2 hours, taken my shower, slathered lotion all over my poor dried out body (too much info?), I will run over to Wal-mart and get some plumber's putty and milk. When I need a break later today, I will add some pictures . . . . if I can get them to go into this old lap top I am using. Both of the Maskey's lap tops went down and my newer one seems to have catch it from them.
2 comments:
The girls and I are in need of, and are ready to, add some color to our yard again. They are anxious for flowers around our door, and back in our front yard. I must agree with them...some lovely flowers and such will really perk up the place!
Please post pics of your painted house! (Yay!) And plant growers, etc! :)
Sometimes I don't appreciate the desert either! I do know that you make me tired just reading your daily activities and ashamed because you are trying to make the desert bloom like a rose! Good Luck!
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