I can’t necessarily say that I live an exciting life.
I can say I live a somewhat busy life.
Unlike this guy…
“Sleep my little baby-oh
Sleep until you waken
When you wake you’ll see the world
If I’m not mistaken…” ~Neil Gaiman~
I wanted so badly to sleep Thursday morning, to stay in bed until the urge for coffee overwhelmed the need to lay prone. It may be my own fault – I’ve started reading at night [summer project] and it can be difficult to put a book down when it’s time to go to bed.
The first of three on my reading list: The Rise of Christianity by Rodney Stark was recommended by one of my Pastors; Hard to Die by Andra Watkins is the second in her series (the first is To Live Forever) that winds history and fiction in a definite page-turner; and Motherland by G.D. Abson, a find through Twitter and a fellow blogger.
One book down, two to go, then on to the growing list of recommendations from friends. I’m trying to keep my hands off John Sanford’s books because that’s all I had been reading. Excellent murder mysteries, but there is such a thing as broadening one’s horizons by reading different authors and genres. If you have any good suggestions for authors and their books, make sure you leave them in the comments.
Getting back to the busy…
The trails have been calling to the orange Kona and I’ve been helping her answer. The weather has improved, so the baby and I go out on the paved trails when the temps are decent, the sun is out and the wind is not whistling at 20 mph. The state and local trails that are mostly gravel or hardened earth are off limits until it dries up around here. Incessant rains had caused water levels to rise in rivers and lakes and there were flood warnings in some areas of the state.
The shore at Fritse Park usually goes out to the large tree on the left. If the incessant rains return, these benches could be under water.
I stayed busy last weekend with a home project.
The cat tree that shed all over the bedroom with carpet fibers is gone. A carpeted window shelf took its place.
Then I moved all of the furniture around so that my office area has a window view. I can see green grass and trees and the side of Costco while writing posts.
The bedroom project took longer than I expected. All day. When furniture is moved that hasn’t been moved in four years, there’s some cleaning to be done. I’m not going to mention what had to be cleaned for fear of embarrassment, but I will tell you that the Raggedy Ann doll that sits on the pouting chair is still naked, waiting for me to wash her dusty dress and bloomers.
These two were also busy. Mr. Turkey enjoyed looking at himself (or was it another turkey?) in a glass door at work. He used an employee’s vehicle to get a better vantage point, but decided to leave when we ran to get our cell phones for a photo op.
I also noticed, while walking the trestle bridge at Fritse Park, that the pelicans have returned to Wisconsin. I love that they have chosen this place as their summer home.
This past Sunday was Mother’s Day. I had dinner with mom and a fairly nice visit…except when she told me not to smile because it was bothering her. Well, okay then! Something was in the air. One resident started swearing loudly and another threw her half of a baked potato across the room. I stayed for a couple of hours, not smiling, sharing a few words here and there, watching for flying objects and having a piece of cake with mom.
Finally, there’s the task of walking and soaking up spring’s arrival. I took a Monday off (mental health day) a couple of weeks ago and spent some time in the Appleton flats, maneuvering around curves, past railroad tracks, and following the path of the Fox River. I took these photos before the trees and grass truly came alive. It’s much greener now and it definitely smells like mid May.
That’s it for the somewhat busy post, although the busy is not done. I have more to do this weekend, like taking the cat-furry quilt to the laundromat and checking out flower possibilities at the greenhouse. Always so much to do and never enough time.
How has your somewhat busy been? Been keeping up with life?