I’m living with a daily sense of being slightly overwhelmed by my schedule, my life and my laundry pile. Oh, and the moldy edges in the shower stall. I wonder sometimes just exactly when I’m supposed to fit in doing the meaningful things like, oh, painting my toenails flaming red and writing a book. Or an article. I’d settle for an article! And I need to caulk the tub.
I did put up a feeble wire fence around my little square garden. I hope that fence will say to the boys roaming through my backyard, “HEY, DO NOT STOMP ON ME!” I transplanted some perennials from a neglected flowerbed in the front yard. The other day, our temperatures reached almost 70 degrees, which was a delight and reminded me that one day, my nose will not be a cold knob on my face and I will stop wearing slippers day and night. Dirt gathered under my fingernails as I dreamed of flowers and buzzing bumblebees. It was a fine afternoon, indeed.
Followed by a rainy morning and another sunny afternoon, though admittedly cooler. The crocuses bloom, the kids stay outdoors all afternoon and spring rushes toward us. Funny how time doesn’t care that I already have my hands full. Onward, onward, march, march, march.
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How I dream of a bath without mildew in the sealant. Or mould growing on the bottom of the shower curtain. And I stupidly left a pile of clean washing on the bed last evening, DH went up before me, and dumped it on the floor, and this morning I find one of the cats has weed on it. So it’s gone from clean washing to dirty washing without even being worn. Sigh. Oh I do know where you’re coming from. Reading your blog is one of my meaningful things.
E
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I was just thinking today how I just wish I could finish the book I am reading and the scarf I am knitting and the dishes soaking in the sink and the laundry… oh the laundry…
Steph
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For most people, March is a slow month, not for moms. Especially those who have kids playing baseball, and are trying to spring clean, while painting their entire house, homeschool, and keep that laundry mountain from exploding.
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Your weather sounds absolutely dreamy. We are sitting at 21. It was 10 when I woke up!
I want Spring.
NOW!
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My problem is not so much getting things done. Rather it is the desire to do them in this cold weather, even the indoor stuff like caulking and keeping the piles to a dull roar. I very much dislike the sluggishness that I feel in cold spells. I too dream of warmer days where I’ll start jogging, I’ll work on the deck, I’ll put up some flower baskets and I’ll drink my morning coffee outside amid the chirping birds and sun’s first light once again.
Bring on Spring and I’m a whole new person – inside and out. And in Summer, I truly shine.
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I wish it would warm up here, but I’m really hating the spring cleaning thing. Why, oh why don’t they make self-cleaning houses….
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Blooming crocuses? I am so jealous. It was 14 degrees this morning while waiting for the school bus to arrive. Our daytime temps are reaching into the 30s now (they claim up to 50 on Monday…how they tease us!). The snow and ice is starting to subside, though the mud abounds.
I am itching to work in the garden, get the swimming pool up and running, have bonfires and gatherings. I am even looking forward to policing the yard of poison ivy again. Now if I could only finish that quilt I started to foolishly quilt by hand.
Self-cleaning houses, I second that motion!
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Every single morning in the shower I think this: “A spray bottle with a bleach/water solution would totally take care of this mildew.”
But, for some reason I can never remember to buy a spray bottle.
Maybe now I will.
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Invisible fencing works great to keep creatures out of the garden…oh wait, you have children not dogs (like me). 😉
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