Cheese and crackers. June is done! Good Grief. Has anyone started their Christmas shopping yet? I mean, it will be time to be searching for those special cookies recipes and asking each other 'what are we going to get grandma this year' purr rity soon...I kid you not.
I am getting bogged down again, so I signed on with FlyLady.com. And now, I remember what it was, when I signed on years ago, that I didn't stick with her.
Oh, her instructions and ideas are all good! But those first few days your inbox is filled, filled, and filled! with emails telling you fairly much the same thing over and over, but it's all good advice, no denying that, it just gets overwhelming, and they send you an email at 10 o'clock every night and tell you to go to bed! Which, they are probably right about -
and I will go to bed in a minute...
This time of the evening I use my lap top without the cord plugged in so that helps me put it away within an hour because that is already the only amount of juice I will have.
so, right now, these days, it's all about tricking myself and making these little side deals with Fly Lady to clean my sink (made it two days now!) but my big job - my desk - is coming up. I'm giving myself a month. I really don't know if that's to long or to short, but it sounds realistic to me now.
Most likely the only reason I'm thinking about it so much is that I am stuck inside because of the rain. I was able to clear our some overgrown areas and I was glad about that. Put in an Avocado tree, wonderful ...It's just a never ending palate out there, and I love it.
~~I wrote that the other night...
today I moved that twisty lavender tree off my porch. And yesterday, I cleaned out some beds and clipped back some things and transplanted several things so I could put the tree where I decided to put it. I was outside for about 5 hours and I didn't really want to come in. But I knew, the body can only take so much.
It's really my fingers that hurt. Mr. B's says it's just like any other muscle and that because I'm using it so much in one day, it hurts. I hope he is right. I'm hoping it's not like arthritis or something like that.
My father in law said to me yesterday, "I had no idea you liked this kind of thing" (meaning gardening),
and I said, "well,
you know...
I had other stuff to do before. I needed to get my kids off the ground. Now I have time for this."
I do not regret a single minute I spent at home with my kids. Not one teeny tiny single moment. And I would do it all again, and this time, I'd pay even more attention.
That time goes by so fast - hug 'em and love 'em while you got 'em.