Showing posts with label chores. Show all posts
Showing posts with label chores. Show all posts

Thursday, January 24, 2019

Thursday Makes Me Happy

Can't believe it is already Thursday.  I like Thursdays.  It is the day when I have (usu) done my 2 power yoga classes, have shopped and done some food prep, clean my house and normally just do whatever I want on Thursdays.

Today, since it has been so cold and we have been cooped in the house several days, we are going to take the pup on a hike this afternoon.  I have a pork roast in the crockpot and I am getting ready to finish vacuuming in my new hiking boots I am trying to get broken in.

I wore them twice in the city on my normal daily walk and they were so stiff, I got blisters.  These are old school leather with ankle support.  I need to use them more often on shorter hikes of differing terrain.  Should be fine by spring.

Last 4 or 5 days it has been really cold, supposed to be nearly 50 today!  What are you doing today?

I hope you have some sunshine on your face today.  I am also in a good mood because it is not staying daylight until almost 6pm.  That helps, the darkness of winter is hard sometimes.

Friday, October 26, 2018

A Few Chore Projects, A Few More Fun Projects

"The minute you begin to do what you really want to do, it's really a different kind of life."

- R. Buckminster Fuller

Today I am going a little of what I dont and a little more what I do...

Trim other wisteria arbor, a short walk...then couch potato.

No check today.  So we are on tight budget for another week.  We can get into svgs, but I really want to maintain that for emergency and home projects.  It is no big deal.

Talked to my Granny Wednesday.   She is good.  Has stomach 'fullness'.  Doctor doesn't have any ideas.  My aunt thinks maybe liver.  Ironic, my DGM has never had a drop of alcohol.  But she has had problems with gal and liver ducts.

Told her not sure when we will get back to city...soon.  we need a check first. Have to arrange for the dogs...

Today is cool and overcast here.  Have a great Friday!  What are your plans?

Friday, September 21, 2018

My Last Friday at this Job

bank definition: 
/baNGk/ noun: bank; plural noun: banks
1.  The land alongside or sloping down to a river or lake.
"the bank of the great river"
2. a slope, mass, or mound of a particular substance.
"a bank of clouds"
accumulation, pile, heap, mass, drift...
3. a set or series of similar things, especially electrical or electronic devices, grouped together in rows.
"the DJ had big banks of lights and speakers on either side of his console"

My mom used to give us minimal chores to do around the house, esp in the summer.  I would always get up and do mine right away.  My sister would wait until 15 min before my mom would get home from work and do hers as quick as she could.  I was always thinking that I could control my chores or allotment of a resource to maximize it.

When I was little and it was nearing bedtime, I thought I could watch the clock closely and time would actually slow down.  Not just for me - for the universe.  I also thought the chuckwagon in the Chuckwagon Dog Food commercials was real - so what did I know?!

I have been saying goodbyes a lot and I am finding I am running out of time.  So, people calling me to see if they can see us before we leave...no more time...but we are flattered people are thinking of us.  Seems like we had all kinds of time, and now we have tasks practically every day until we get in our 2 cars and leave.  I am trying to manipulate my limited time by being really present in the moment and I have to say...why don't I do this more often?

I should not have waited until a couple of weeks before DH retirement.  But, I am not unique.  I see people all around me shoving as much as they can in each day.  Trying to maximize their limited allotment...of time, money, energy...If you bring up the subject with anyone, they will probably have a similar experience.

I have been trying to have lunch or dinner with an old friend for 9 months.  We are finally getting it done tonight, I think.  I will let you know if it happens.  Crazy.  Why I think I have to stuff as much into each day, inspiration, exercise, coffee with friends, work, errands, hygiene, nutrition, recreation, dog time, husband time, friend connection, social media time, news...I know when I take a few weeks off, I will look back and marvel how I "got so much done".  And how will that measurement translate?  It used to be the measuring stick I measured myself with.  Maybe that is what is truly scary for me about no longer being professionally productive.  I am pretty sure I will still do plenty of "chores" and get some worth from that.  The dark scary unknown place is the hours/days/weeks when I do not...

The reason I was thinking of a bank, is the concept that one can store supplies, or do chores and then have a lull.  I feel like my lull is close.  I left work Wednesday to get the pup a booster shot yesterday during my lunch.  On the way back, it started to hit me.  I feel like I am a little kid who found an unattended cookie jar and I grabbed a couple and now I am sneaking back out to enjoy my bounty in peace and quiet and without anyone to stop me and tell me I can't do it.  I think my husband is starting to feel the same way, because he actually talked about his feelings last night and I was floored.  He never does that.

We rushed to the dog park before it got too dark to let the pup run loose.  It is funny how often I am running somewhere to partake in my recreation/inspiration - that's gotta change!  I have been known to pass people on the way to yoga.  Seems counter productive.

Now, all these people coming out of the woodwork, wanting to see us, do dinner.  It is so fun, but sort of a bit of pressure to "do it all, see everyone".  My work sent me flowers this week and my project manager buying my lunch today.  I am going to lunch at fufu restaurant with 5 people.  Then play with pup.  Tomorrow helping Granny with some banking then picking apples out in the country north east of the city.  Sunday is football game at friends house.  Sunday night is dinner with friends.  Monday night, dinner/going away party...Crazy.

I am going to remember to truly be present.  Wonder if people will notice a difference?  I am glad I do this journaling/blogging because I really want to put all these memories in my "bank".