I only live 4 miles from the Mesa temple but I get sidetracked by all the other things I have to do. I could go on Thursday mornings, so that is my goal: to go at least one Thursday morning per month. =) 6 years ago
I did get the minions on there after all! I ♥ minions!
♪bah-bah-bah. bah-bah-nah-nah!♪6 days ago
Does that count?
Bah. 1 week ago
I’m telling myself the story. I go along, writing it down as though I’m talking to someone, just yammering on about my wonderful Work in Progress.
Oddly enough, I find that it is mostly in present tense. The books will not be written in present tense, but it plays out in my mind as though it’s happening right in front of me. First this thing happens and then Gus responds thusly, and then some characters go somewhere together, and so forth. It’s like a rambling journal entry.
Of course my hope is that within a month or so, I’ll have the entire story told to myself, and then all I’ll have to do is go back and tell it to everyone else! 1 week ago
So a week and a half ago, I was asked to head up a committee to prepare activities for the women’s group at church. OK, fine. I can do that. I already knew that there was an activity planned for last night at the time, but the former committee chair had moved away. They’ve been advertising this activity for months and even had a cute poster made, and handed out invitations to it, so naturally I assumed I’d be sort of “watching” this event unfold, and not really take over leadership of the committee until we moved on to our next activity.
Guess again! I got thrown in the deep end on this one. The only thing that had been done was that the leadership of the organization had decided what they might like to do and someone made a misspelled poster and smaller copies of it to hand out as invitations (by misspelled, I mean “Thursady”, and I may have been the only one who noticed it).
THEY HAD NO PLAN!!! They just told me, “This is what we’d like to have happen. Go!” Oh brother.
So off I went. Apparently, as right-brained as I know I am, my left-brained instincts can kick in rather quickly, and I can organize other people with lightning swiftness. Probably being a first-born has made me excellent at bossing people. heh heh. :)
So, I made assignments and put together an email group so the committee could communicate easily and we could all stay on the same page as to what was being accomplished. Unfortunately, no one else on the committee had ever been part of an egroup before, so they didn’t use it effectively and I still had to spend hours on the phone babysitting everyone.
No matter, though! I know how to keep things super simple, yet extraordinarily beautiful, and we pulled off a wonderful evening without a hitch.
I wrote a poem that made them all say, “ohhhhh”, which made me feel like writing a hundred more poems just so I could read them out loud to people!
We served dessert off a cart so the women who came to the event wouldn’t have to stop what they were doing, or walk all the way down to the kitchen and carry their plates back.
The set up didn’t take the former hour or so. It took all of about 15 minutes the way I planned it, and I got a lot of thank yous for that. The clean up was lickety split, too, because everyone tossed their own plates in the trash (except me, actually. I was writing something and a hand reached around me and took my plate away. sweet!) and the decorations were simple, so they were simply taken care of.
I could go on, but I think I’ll write the rest in my journal. Overall, we couldn’t have done a better job if we HAD had two months to prepare. It was awesome! 2 weeks ago
I had such a cute pedicure for the first half of February. It was pink and black, with red accents. Different patterns on each toe. Stripes, polka dots, hearts, jewels, and a textured heart for Valentine’s day. I can’t believe I didn’t take a picture of it.
Anyway, now my toes are all cleaned off and in need of another idea. hmmm. Minions, maybe. That would be fun, but I don’t know if my toenails are big enough. I guess we’ll see. 2 weeks ago
. . . so those girls have graduated by now, right?
How did that project go, anyway? What did you/they do with the worry dolls they made? 1 month ago
I love these deep, rich colors. 1 month ago
Red, white, green and silver plaid. I’d been planning this one for a while. I like the way it turned out. Hardly wanted to take it off, but my January one turned out great, too. :) 1 month ago
Argyle. Love it! :) 2 months ago
I wasn’t at home the entire month of October, so I used my daughter’s nail polish. She has a whole bucket of the same brand. It was kind of interesting to make tiny lines with a toothpick again. I’ve been spoiled with my paintbrushes, but they turned out pretty well. 2 months ago
The house has been looking pretty decent for a while now, but I noticed when the kids were all here for Christmas break that I didn’t want to spend my time cleaning when there was laughter to be had, movies to be watched, and games to be played.
So after they all left, there was quite a mess to clean up. I fully realize that if I had just gone along doing it, it would have been easier, but I also know that I would have missed out on way too much to make it worth it. So I’m doing it now.
As I go around finding things that need to be put away or thrown away, I’m also seeing little things that have gone unnoticed for a long time. I decided to begin anew with a deep-cleaning project that is bound to take a while.
This isn’t a tidying activity. Actually, by January 6th, the mess from the kids being here for Christmas is already cleaned up, but I wanted to record my thoughts so I don’t get sidetracked.
For ROUND ONE, I have looked carefully at every room in the house and chosen a few individual things to do to make that room better in some way . . . not necessarily easier to maintain, because these aren’t really “messes” that make a difference in that way . . . some things are clutter, and some things just need a sprucing up.
I went through a pretty basket full of stationery and garden seeds and made the decision that those items need not be together. Now the pretty basket sits on a table near the front door, with seeds, gloves, and gardening supplies, ready for my spring planting. The stationery is in a cabinet waiting to become nicenotes.
All my piano music is now separated into “lesson books” and “music to play for fun” and placed in two pretty purple tubs from Dollar Tree. Nice!
I completely emptied the seldom-used table/cabinet in the middle of my Peaceful Room, and now all the pens and pencils are in one small box. The markers and art supplies have their own little tubs in a different room, and I can pull things out of that cabinet by reaching in and getting them, and not having to empty half the cabinet to find (or get to) something I need.
Little stuff like that. Not a major rearranging of everything I own, just a focused organization of things hidden away. I’ve got a giveaway box going and it already has a dozen items in it.
After ROUND ONE, I will do it again with things ROUND ONE will clear the way for. Each round should take a couple weeks, maybe longer. By the time I’m done, I’ll have a lot more room to move around and other people will own a lot of my stuff. 2 months ago
Over Christmas, when all my kids were in my house, staying up till 2 in the morning, I was right there with them because I didn’t want to miss anything.
But I was tired.
I told them, so they would know my plan, that once Christmas break was over and they all went home, I was going to start going to bed by 11pm. I’ve only gotten one call after 11pm this year! And we’re already 6 days in. woo hoo!
AND…I’ve gotten to bed at least by midnight every day so far. 2 months ago
. . . that’s gotta count for something, right?
It took me an hour to feed the animals and write in my journal, but I still got to bed earlier than I have in a month.
Then some idiot called to scam me at 6am. I yelled at him. Maybe he won’t call back again, but I’m going to start recording him if he does. He threatened me last time because I told him I was too busy to listen to his scam. He said he was going to charge my account a thousand dollars. He doesn’t have my bank info, but it’s still a threat and will be treated as such. 5 months ago
But having fun at Fauntleroy Park in West Seattle. 5 months ago
Ever since I first stumbled across this goal back in July, I have been thinking about all the wonderful things I could do to transform my bedroom into a sanctuary of Peace.
The room is stacked with boxes right now. No, I’m not moving and I have lived in this house for 12 years. I file and store things in boxes, that’s all. We have virtually no storage in this house except the garage and I don’t want all my possessions stuffed away in the garage.
I have to do some thing, though. The room has the ambience of a warehouse, or at best, an office, but certainly not a sanctuary of peace.
These are the steps I have thought of so far. I don’t know how long it will be before I can really start accomplishing them, but at least I will have something to think about:
1. Clean the room. This is not as easy as it sounds. Only half the room belongs to me and the other half is MY other half’s business. He will not appreciate me moving around or messing with any of HIS stuff. Maybe I can make a cute little gate between my side and his. hee hee hee =D
2. Put away, throw away or give away all of my clothes. I have been slowly doing this for a while, but I’m getting the idea that it may be time to overhaul (or would that be “underhaul”?) my wardrobe.
-3.- Minimally make the bed—just good enough for sleeping until I really get to the bed part of my plan. I don’t want to spend time making it every day when I have so much else to do. Done!...Minimally.
4. Go through each and every box. Condense boxes and get rid of a lot of stuff I’ve been holding on to “in case I needed it.” Store condensed, labeled boxes in Office closet [such as it is (eyeroll) I need to clean it out first!]
5. Put up the two big pictures and move the small ones to smaller spaces. All of them are Kinkade-style paintings of country cottages with peaceful paths or gardens, so they will be perfect for what I want to accomplish in there.
-6.-DONE!Get that mattress out of my room!!!!! We have an extra king-size mattress that the kids drag into the family room to camp out on when they have friends over, or our relatives use when they come to town. It used to lean against the wall in the hall, but has lately come to residence against the craft hutch in MY room. I do not like it there. It doesn’t really have a place and can’t be maneuvered around all the corners it would take to get it in and out of the garage. Plus, the hall is all echoey now. It may as well go back there.
7. Make luxurious curtains with tiebacks and buy a fancy curtain rod to hold them up. I will have to work around the blinds, but I plan to do that by ignoring them.
8. Get a little stand for my “new” jewelry dresser and set it up in my sitting area. First paint the narrow, 15-drawer dresser all cute. I was thinking M.E. style, but that would go better in my studio. OK. #8 checked off. I’ll put the jewelry dresser in my studio.
8. Now I need a new #8. OH! Clear off the dresser so I can put my boombox in there to play soothing music … or totally jam out with some hip hop when I’m in the mood. =)
9. Re-design the closet so the husband won’t be afraid to go in there and put his clothes away. It’s not scary now. In fact, it’s probably the best part of the room, but he piles his clothes on top of his dresser so he won’t have to walk all the way across the room to the closet. AAAACK! It’s exasperating. I’m sure he would appreciate having a sanctuary, too, but he likes the convenience. Maybe I should just have him build himself some shelves around his dresser and I can take over the ENTIRE closet. Yeah. That’s a good idea!
10. The Bed. The only real sanctuary in the world. The place of physical rejuvenation. The place of physical intimacy. The place of staying up all night dreaming with each other and sharing our dreams with the Universe. ... Yeah, well we don’t have a headboard, so the window covering I put up will serve as part of the bed decor. I will look for rich colors and soft linens to complete the setting. I have a bunch of pillows already and if they don’t go, I will make pillow cases in better colors and MAKE them go. I can tie pretty cords and ribbons around old pillows, too, and give them a totally new look.
This is going to be great. :]
If only I could start immediately, but I have other projects to tackle first. Soon. Very soon! 6 years ago
I will continue to give my things away to people who need or want what I no longer have use for, or donate my discards to thrift stores where the money from selling them can help many people, rather than sending perfectly useful items to the landfill.
Garbage belongs in the dump. If I’m getting rid of garbage, I’ll send it there.
I worked hard on the list in my post. It took me a few days to write it on Word before posting it here, but over the last 6 years, every time I’ve looked at this entry, it felt tarnished by these two probably well-intentioned comments.
Truly, I am capable of making my own life decisions, and I choose to write books, read books, help others every day, clean my house, play music, sing constantly, study scriptures, welcome friends into my home (unannounced or by invitation), travel the world, and create all kinds of Art.
I leave these obtrusive comments here because they remind me to refrain from inserting myself as an expert on other people’s lives, and I hope it will help those who read them to see that while no harm was meant, I’m sure, the words have been perceived as insulting and belittling, as if the person who wrote them was sure that I was not doing my very best every single day and I needed their direction in my life. In saying this, I wish I could make them anonymous without deleting them, so as not to cause embarrassment for the person who wrote them. For everyone else, please do not insert yourselves as experts into the ambitions of people over whom you are not stewards. These comments imposed a thumb on me for a while, and hindered my progress, but I have come through the experience a more forgiving person and knowing not to bandy about unsolicited advice.
pic was somewhere on pinterest5 months ago
It was in Oregon that America realized its Manifest Destiny to reach from Sea to Shining Sea. I want to SEE that!
There are twelve lighthouses there that I must take pictures of, and some cool volcanic lava caves to explore.
But regardless of whatever else we do, we will end up walking on the beach at sunset.
UPDATE 2013: Okay, well, the foregoing dream of visiting Oregon was clearly for when my Dearest and I go there. I went with my mom in August, and we didn’t do any of those things. We did see a lot of waterfalls along the Columbia River Gorge, and eat amazing Thai food, and drive through miles of forest, both in and out of town. Well, we did spend part of a morning at a beach. Gorgeous, wonderful trip! 6 years ago
. . . I went to bed at 3:30 am last night and was up again by 8am, so I am super tired and sleepy right now and it’s only about 11pm. Maybe this can reset my crazy nighthawk body clock. 5 months ago
- I have 4 things that I don’t eat anymore.
- NO SUGAR, NO STARCH, NO JUICE, NO DAIRY .
- yes, actually, along with lots of vegetables and fruits and seeds and nuts and dark chocolate and no that’s not sugar—it’s a monounsaturated fatty acid. And eggs and cheese . . . and I don’t eat anything after 8pm.
- Okay then, if I can pour it, scoop it or spread it, I don’t eat it. If I have to slice it, shake it or shred it, it’s okay.
- Thanks. :)
Me too. 5 months ago
Much Cuteness!!! 5 months ago
I got my trip to the beach! :) This photo of my sandy little toes was taken at Cannon Beach on the Oregon Coast.
I love the plaid. I’ll likely reprise it using different colors. 5 months ago
. . . but I DID get nine hours of sleep! It was good sleep, too. I actually felt rested when I woke up this morning.
and yes, it was still morning. ;) 6 months ago
Gettin’ there. 7 months ago
. . . and I haven’t been driven insane at all from trying to sift through the jumble. In fact, it turns out I like my inbox empty, and have been using the “restored” folder to hold several emails that have come through SINCE the crash.
It’s really pretty easy to find whatever I need. I just use my sorting buttons and can pull anything up fairly easily. I do still need to go through it all, though. There are a lot of duplicate messages in there, just taking up space on my computer.
I’m down to 4300 or so now, but I decided to take my time.
Turns out it’s not so urgent after all. 7 months ago
So much so that 11pm seems really early to me; almost like at this point, it would be ridiculous to cut my day that short.
I need a 32-hour day, that’s what. Then I could get plenty of sleep. Oh, who am I kidding. Time fills itself in. There would ALWAYS be something else begging to get done.
How do people go to bed at a decent hour? 7 months ago
Cute and Pink. :)
I did my mom’s toes, too, but I must not have had my camera at her house that day. I gave her blue and white gingham checks for which she’s received many compliments. 7 months ago
119° outside and no air conditioning inside. Whew. I really needed a trip to the beach, so I painted myself one. 7 months ago
Today marked the tenth anniversary of when I started the plan that would lead to a 30 pound weight loss, which I kept off for an entire year.
Then someone I thought I always missed showed up and the backlash crushed my identity and made me stop caring about a lot of things. Some of that was probably good for me: I don’t care to involve myself in other people’s drama anymore (not that I ever did, really), but not caring about things meant not caring about eating sugar and starch, which I had been successfully avoiding for 16 months.
Allowing it back into my life resulted in a 15 pound weight gain that leveled off after a while and I was on my way back when more crap with this same person hit the fan. It’s not even my drama, but I let it affect me, and the way it affected me was to stop caring again, which led to the other half the weight I had lost creeping back. It was a really rough few years!
But that is behind me now. The culprit is a relative and therefore still in my life, but I don’t care about her crap anymore. There are other people whose crap I do still care about, but I have come to realize that I can’t escape living in my environment just to lose some weight. I’ve got to work through the stress, not wait until there isn’t any. Until 2004, I never realized I didn’t already know that.
Anyway, I’ve been working on a lot of things lately that I will make future posts about, but I decided since August 7th seemed to work before, that I would sort of start afresh with all this. I’ve got some different goals and some different impediments, but I’ve also got an unbreakable will to succeed, and it’s about time I pulled it out and dusted it off.
Wish me luck. 7 months ago