I don't even want to think about the bad luck these two created by walking back and forth underneath this giant ladder. Or maybe it is a regular sized ladder and my kids are teeny tiny gnomes?
This week has been such a whirlwind of busy that I am looking forward to Monday when it will slow down a little. I've never before said that I was looking forward to a Monday. It's that bad (and I really need a nap).
Tonight I need to write a birthday card to an old friend and while I've never asked her this, we probably both sometimes long for the life that the other one has. But then, maybe it is just me. She's single, doesn't have children, and lives in a city. She can wake up whenever she wants! She can have anything she feels like for dinner! She can spend all day Sunday reading the newspaper! She plays in a tennis league! It's not that I regret my life at all, it's just like I said: I really need a nap this week and I'd like to walk through the family room one time during the day when no one asks for either a drink or a snack.
Anyway, my friend and I have birthdays around the same time and we send each other cards with a lengthy run down of what we've each been doing. Right now I feel bored by myself. It's hard to explain being completely busy, yet having nothing to report. Maybe I should print out my last 10 Twitter updates instead.
Along the same lines, I'm going to another friend's birthday party this weekend, where as part of an ice breaker, this week the guests had to submit what they are most proud of in the past year that is not work or family related. I couldn't think of a thing, so I turned to Kevin, who couldn't think of anything either. He suggested I think about the garden and if anything of note happened there. I watered the plants enough that most of them lived? I bought more birdseed? I settled on that fact that I refinished the kitchen cabinets and painted the walls. It made a dramatic change in the light and feel of the kitchen, but on my life? I wouldn't say so, but when compared to stocking a bird feeder and only killing one out of three lavender plants, maybe?
It would have crossed over into work and family, but the honest answer would have been "I kept it all afloat," and when it comes down to it, that's not so bad.