This neighborhood cat didn’t make yesterday’s post. He was loaded into the queue and I even went so far as to carve out a little space for him; and yet, it still didn’t happen.
This is the pattern of my days, lately. I go to bed with images of all I’m planning on accomplishing the next day. Delusions of grandeur. Makes for interesting dreaming, I’ll give you this much. But imagine my surprise, when the next day comes to a close and I’ve managed, well, not much.
My list is growing and growing; frankly, this sun break hasn’t helped any with this. If anything, the sun reminds me that there is yet another part of my life seriously overgrown and begging for my attention. I find myself staring out my window at the mess before me, wondering, “What was I thinking, planting those trees there? And why didn’t I think to put in bulbs last fall? Wonder what would happen if I pulled out the lawn in the front yard? Maybe I should paint the sidewalk lilac or sky blue or butter yellow; IZ won’t notice until it’s too late!” How much time passes standing at the window, I have no idea. Meanwhile I’m scheming to get the items on my expanding “to-do” list marked off so I can go putter in the yard.
I was fooling myself last December when I promised to take a year off. More delusions. Nobody takes a year off! This isn’t some sunny island in the Mediterranean. There are still things to be accomplished and tasks that have attitudes! They talk to me… in real words, in real voices. Just today my refrigerator took me to task for the sticky grime building up in the vegetable bin. You’ll be happy to know she has an affected Scottish lilt in her voice and can be pretty menacing for a Whirlpool.
MY GOD CALL A HEALTH PROFESSIONAL. Vicki?? Wait, where was I?
Seriously though, my list, my list is taking over my life! As productive as today was, I still didn’t get to everything. I hardly scratched the surface! And the nagging little things leftover are annoying. Not to mention they are starting to talk back at me. Call me paranoid, but I think they’re in league with my refrigerator.
Meanwhile, even the cat seems to be saying you need to take time to kick back and relax in the sun. Lists be damned! Don’t get me wrong, I’m a firm believer in lists… but babe, you just need to breathe. You can do it! As Rev. Paul used to say, be still in the moment…
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Oh, that’s low, quoting Paul to me! :D His ACTUAL words were, “Sit with the moment”. Heh. I don’t want to sit. Or rather, I do, but I have so much that if I don’t make a moderate attempt at keeping up I’ll be drowned in the process. It’s called treading water for a reason, I think. Speaking of which, we should reconnoiter about when TG is goign live! ~W
I might add, that I’ve been told this is the psychosis of home ownership. Frankly, I think it is like Chinese water torture… drip, drip, drip…
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drip, drip, drip. . . that would be our roof, right?? ~W
I saw that you snuck that bit in about painting the sidewalk! You must think I spend all my time in the house. Well, OK… guilty as charged. 😉
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Heh, clever girl I am! 😀 ~W
My refrigerator talked to me on Sunday… and she has a proper british accent and stated, in a perfect snotty tone, “you’re going to put new food in here with this stuff? I think not!
So I was forced to take everything out, food, draws, bins, you name it and do a complete cleaning. Only then, was she happy.
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Did she tell you that you’ve been “very naughty” and to go to the “naught seat?” If so, I think your frige has been watching too much tv. 😀 ~W
Odd things are in the air lately. My refrigerator hasn’t talked to me but it is probably only a matter of time. And you know the old saying … just because you’re paranoid doesn’t mean they aren’t after you … 🙂
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Oh, Cap… I’m so sorry to hear about your job. I’m holding good thoughts that something amazing comes your way! ~W
Maybe you should add “sit on porch and drink lots of coffee and eat good cookies” to your to-do list. That way, you could chill out a bit AND get to check one more thing off that darned list!
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This is an excellent idea! Oh, and my earrings came and I adore them! ~W
I took a year off one, well year. What it really turned out to be was a year off without pay – well deserved, I might add.
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Ah yes–that was my year last year. I worked and didn’t get paid. Now, I’m attempting to at least even things out a bit. If I’m not getting paid, then. . . not so much on the work side. However, try convincing everyone else of this. They seem to scoff at the idea I should earn and income and are downright nasty when I say I’m not doing anything. :D ~W
I can’t make too many lists because the way I am–I become their SLAVE. I know myself too well, and I get overly critical of myself and ignore the lovely moments because I have to GET THINGS DONE. Enjoy yourself on those sunny days. More will be coming and plenty of time for yard work. (remind me of this when I am griping about all the weeds in my flowerbeds!)
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Ah yes, your lists have lists of their own, right? I’m not a list person for a list sake. I just find when I get overwhelmed that if I don’t write down what I’m supposed to be doing and when, I forget in my hazy and well, just stare out the window dreaming. ~W