I am an organized person or I should say I try to be. When I am involved with something all organization is tossed out the window. Right now I am involved with carving 3 ducks and needless to say everything around me shows that fact. A trail of wood chips are probably found in each room in the house. I will be relieved when they are finished. (I am wood burning the feathers on them right now and 1 duck is completely finished) Hubby is helping daughter with tiling her floors and putting down wood floor laminate so this has helped me a lot in keeping focused on just the Ducks. I have been asked how long it takes to carve 1 Duck and I finally can give an answer to that question. (approx 1 1/2 weeks to 2 weeks) I carve 3 ducks to give 2 to the kids and keep 1 for myself. The ones that I keep for myself will eventually go to the grandchildren. I have carved 16 ducks total. The instructor Red S has carved 57. I plan on attending the local carving class this Spring and Summer to keep on carving. Last year I did not pick up a knife until January 10th of this year and that is not going to happen again.
Anyway as I said I am organized but looking around you wouldn't think so. Everything is a shambles. My computer room has papers piled up on top of each other and my sewing room/ironing room is a mess. I usually assign so many rooms per day to be cleaned and clean for 1 to 2 hours per day for 5 days. Can I let you know that hasn't happened since January 10th. I have to get back on the band wagon and start my familiar routines again in order for me to be content and feel good. I don't feel as rushed when I am in my routine and feel that I can contribute to other things that aren't so time consuming. Spring cleaning is looking at me square in the face. I would like to tackle Dean's garage too, as he does not want to seem to do it either. (I have let the garage go for 2 years and this is the year of the take downs.)
Thursday, February 16, 2012
Wednesday, February 15, 2012
Time Has Flown By (As Usual)
I started this with the idea to journal at least once a day and again, time has flown by and before I know it a month has come and gone. It is frustrating to not accomplish what I have started out to do but then again it is by my own choice that I have wondered off in so many other directions.
I would love to give up sleep and fixing meals and then I would have more time available to do what I really would like to do but alas that is not going to happen. Hubby is so used to me doing the meals that any change there is obsolete. Again, I did that to myself. My children have done the opposite and they help one another. I am my hubby's not slave but close to it as far as meals go. He used to come home and read the paper and wait for me to come home and fix supper. I would ask him on occasion what he had started for me but his answer was always the same " I didn't know what you had planned". Now if I really don't feel like cooking we just have egg sandwiches for supper. He knows now finally that Kathy is tired of cooking after 45 years.
I don't think I need to say anything about sleep ~ I seem to get by in the little I get, but it is a waste of time!
Where did 2011 go?
I would love to give up sleep and fixing meals and then I would have more time available to do what I really would like to do but alas that is not going to happen. Hubby is so used to me doing the meals that any change there is obsolete. Again, I did that to myself. My children have done the opposite and they help one another. I am my hubby's not slave but close to it as far as meals go. He used to come home and read the paper and wait for me to come home and fix supper. I would ask him on occasion what he had started for me but his answer was always the same " I didn't know what you had planned". Now if I really don't feel like cooking we just have egg sandwiches for supper. He knows now finally that Kathy is tired of cooking after 45 years.
I don't think I need to say anything about sleep ~ I seem to get by in the little I get, but it is a waste of time!
Where did 2011 go?
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