I'm a list person. I have lists for everything from groceries to life goals and all the things in between. These lists often get broken down into steps and with any luck actually get onto the calendar and happen more than just on paper.
As I've gotten older, the lists get duplicated because I can't find the original so what's a girl to do but write it again. It always makes me chuckle when i find the original later. "Ah, that's where I put it." There are so many lists that i need to search things before I pass them on. Any book that i loan or give away must be looked through to remove lists tucked between it's pages. Purses, gracious! They hold tons of lists, my wallet, pockets before laundry. They are everywhere. Do I do everything on the lists? No. I don't think that's the point of the lists. It's more to organize my thoughts. Keep track of things. Even to brainstorm things. Lists calm me down. Let me see the order, the steps, the breakdown, feel it can all get done. Lists; something my momma taught me and I passed on to at least one of my children.
Thursday, December 19, 2019
Thursday, December 12, 2019
11 Years!
It has been a LONG time since I have written. So much has happened and yet much is still the same. Life, right? I've been thinking about starting this up again. I think I miss the process of documenting. Maybe I will start again. Maybe this is me starting again. Let's see.
They say that one should write everyday, even just a little to get in the habit and get better at it. They say that about reading, cooking, exercising, baking, sewing, crocheting and just about everything else. And then they say to sleep 8 hours. Do they realize, we aren't all independently wealthy and have to you know work for the man for a living to be able to do a few of those other things on any type of regular basis? There never seem to be enough hours for it all. Let's see what rhythm I can get into.
There are also places to go and things to do and people to see. And don't forget those roses that we have to stop and smell.
My husband always shakes his head at me complaining that I want to do it all and can't. I need to pick and choose. I'm not convinced. I think it can all get done just not at the same time. The picking and choosing is about when and how not what. So let's see if I get back into blogging and documenting some of these things I am choosing to do in all this free time. Let's see.
The new year is just around the corner. My calendar isn't very blank. Let's see.
They say that one should write everyday, even just a little to get in the habit and get better at it. They say that about reading, cooking, exercising, baking, sewing, crocheting and just about everything else. And then they say to sleep 8 hours. Do they realize, we aren't all independently wealthy and have to you know work for the man for a living to be able to do a few of those other things on any type of regular basis? There never seem to be enough hours for it all. Let's see what rhythm I can get into.
There are also places to go and things to do and people to see. And don't forget those roses that we have to stop and smell.
My husband always shakes his head at me complaining that I want to do it all and can't. I need to pick and choose. I'm not convinced. I think it can all get done just not at the same time. The picking and choosing is about when and how not what. So let's see if I get back into blogging and documenting some of these things I am choosing to do in all this free time. Let's see.
The new year is just around the corner. My calendar isn't very blank. Let's see.
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