The Best Ordinary Days
Only two more weeks left of my summer break, this season is whizzing by in certain ways and yet when the heat and humidity are abundant, this season is taking forever for me to get through. I'm trying my best not to grumble about the humidity, in fact - I am defiantly wearing jeans daily.
I've been chipping away on some tasks around the house partly in preparation of the next few weekends of a full house with family and partly because I've procrastinated enough already. I recycled earlier this week (driving my recyclables to a center) and today I am donating four bags of clothing. These bags have been around since May when my son came home with them. For weeks they've been in his room with the door closed and forgotten.
This past weekend I put them in the laundry room so I would trip over them and remember to do this task.
|chocolate from my daughter and son in law from their trip to Switzerland|
My husband has a few weeks off this month and we are staying home to enjoy our backyard. Maybe we will do some day trips. Next week, he is driving up to Boston all in one day to bring our son back to PA. I will stay home and knit. I don't think a 12 hour drive in total would be good for my back health. And I would probably be a crabby person and not be fun.
Since I finished the hat, I'm itching to start a shawl for holiday gift knitting. However, I need to finish up some other projects first. I know and you know, if I start something new, I'll never get the current projects done and off the needles. These are sad knitting facts.
I just need to finish ONE more project.
Because the new school year is starting, I tend to start a new schedule for myself. This habit goes way back to when I started high school. New pens, notebooks, book bag and a fresh positive attitude. Each year, I would vow to keep my notebooks tidy, write legibly and not doodle. I would fail every single year within the first nine weeks of school.
I filled out my new calendar planner with dates, appointments and various repeating tasks. This planner is fresh, tidy and legible. Just like my younger self, I will be writing illegibly wondering what I was writing about and it will get messy.
Life is messy though. I was flipping through my old planner and I stumbled across the BEAR incidents. Documented in block letters - quite legibly and with frustration. I have the name and phone number of the game commission office. I'm sure the bear will be back in the winter. Now it's funny to me, back then it was not funny at all.
When I read blogs, I sometimes run across a post that says their life is 'boring'. Or they have nothing to write about. While some of you are writing about nothing, you are unique in your life experiences and are giving food for thought to someone else who might be inspired by how you tackled a situation. Or maybe you gave someone a much needed chuckle.
I read sewing posts and wish I sewed. I read about new recipes tried and wish I was baking or cooking more. I read about someone enjoying their local area and I think I need to do more day trips. I'll see a knitting pattern and want to knit that project. Your posts are exciting to me and inspiring.
Our lives are not boring. Our lives are rich with ordinary days - that is exciting and thrilling. How blessed am I to be living this life - enjoying each day - for me the boring days are the best days.
|I'm going to finish this one|
|or I'm going to finish this one|