“Overgrownus Botanicus – Weeds”
Oh dear. We finally got on the schedule for our kitchen countertop installation. They can fit us in three weeks from now. I refrained from inserting an exclamation point to indicate the horror of the situation.
The good news is that I found a half dozen recipes that I can make in advance in order to have meals while cooking only one or two days a week. The other good news is that these meals are super healthy and I’m dropping off a bit of my winter padding.
The annoying news is that a chunk of my house is in disarray. This is happening while I’m in the minimalizing mode, which is supposed to create a home of order and beauty. Should I be using red type in this section?
Fortunately, I recognized my frustration as a kind of useless energy and decided to turn this into useful energy. Fortunately, number two, I am the proud owner of a yard that has numerous neglected flower beds. Last summer I had the palatable excuse of a job, which meant I couldn’t get started in the muck and dirt because I had to work that afternoon. Additionally, I excused myself from yard work the following day because I was too tired after I put in a long shift the previous evening. Aging has made me exceptional at rationalization.
But I am no longer employed this year so I marched my whiney butt out to the yard yesterday morning and decided to give one of the flower beds a half hour of my time. I had a blast! (Exclamation point of joy). The flower bed said, “Thank You”. In fact, it was so much fun that I did another half hour in the afternoon.
Just looking at my over-flowing garden cart makes me want to break into a chorus of “I am woman”.
I cut my finger nails very short, which solves the problem of dirt under my nails but makes it almost impossible to put my lucky necklace on in the morning. With a little effort I was able to get the clasp open and the necklace in place. With a little more effort my flower beds are going to be gorgeous. Life is always a balance, isn’t it?
Loveya – The Grandma
Artist, African hand drum student, yoga neophyte, and Grandmother of 22 or so grandchildren. I enjoy cooking and writing. I value good friends and quiet times for reading.