Shaking it off
I spent quite a large part of the long weekend trying to wrest control over the things I can, and looking for the courage to accept the things I can't. Cleaned the bathrooms, vacuumed, washed the floors. Boxed up our winter boots and hauled them down to the basement. Threw out half the stuff in the funny-shaped cupboard in the corner that barfs out misbalanced stacks of lidless tupperware and disposable aluminum pans and stray paper plates every time you open the cupboard door. Bought a new battery for the cordless phone that dies if you leave it off the cradle longer than an hour or deign to talk more than 15 minutes. Mowed the lawn, front and back, AND hauled out the weedwhacker to do the edges. Bought a funky new Hound Dog dandelion puller after reading a review of it in the paper (and it was worth every penny of the $25 I spent on it. I filled half a bag of dandelions in less than an hour! Disclosure: link built through my Amazon Associates account.) Bought a bleeding heart perennial to fill a gap in the back flowerbed.
In short, I tried my best to eliminate as many things as possible that have caused me some form of grief in the last little while. And still found time to read a chapter or two of a good book on my new swing. AND watch that stellar hockey game on Saturday. Thank goodness for long weekends.
This post may well qualify for induction into the "Boring Posts Hall of Fame", but I'm trying to cram something in before bringing Tristan to school. I'm home with the boys today since we are newly caregiverless, and I have to tell you, on a sunny May day it's not a bad time to be out of the office.
Sincerely, thank you to all of you who offered a word of kindness in the last couple of days. The good news is, I think my words are unstuck again, and I'm feeling a lot better about the chaos that wasn't banished over the weekend. I mean, life without at least a little bit of chaos is kind of uninteresting, right?
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