If you read here very often, you may have noticed that my blog has been a bit anemic recently--meaning my posting has decreased to just Second Looks and Thankful Sundays. There are several reasons for this, but in a general way, it is because I have been feeling overwhelmed. Some of that comes from chronic stressors I have and some of it comes from a busier than usual schedule the last few months. But it has all left me too tired to do much thinking when I have time to sit down at the computer.
Here is where I think my perfectionism is getting in the way. In my mind, there is a certain quality I want my posts to have that I haven't had the energy to figure out recently. I have started a couple that need more research before they're ready to go and I'm ending up with nothing in the meantime. So I'm going to try to just post. I'm not sure what about, but you'll hear from me. I miss hearing from you on a more regular basis in the comments. But you don't have any place to comment if you don't have anything to read.
Here it goes. My brain dump about nothing in particular except what I see around me. :)
This morning as Ward was going out the door, he noticed a water stain on the ceiling. Never something that you want to see. The stain is below the corner of the garage roof and I hope that it is the result of hard rains and winds and not a fatal flaw in the roof. New roofs are too expensive to contemplate right now. Or ever, but are a very necessary part of home maintenance. It is supposed to rain this afternoon and evening, but clear up over the weekend. Hopefully, we can assess the situation then.
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| The freshly painted shed. |
However, this week we did get our shed fixed up by Beto and Beto--friends of Carlos and Carlos who took down a couple of trees for us recently. (Yes, there are two teams of men working together with the same first name.) There were several places of rotten wood and squirrel gnawings on the shed that needed attention as well as painting. Ward had fully intended to do this project this month, but he really didn't have time. He has work for his regular job most every weekend as well as helping his dad prepare for his annual pig roast next weekend. Last weekend we were there helping with the planning and this weekend we plan to go to help with some preparty cleanup.
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Lucy on one of her good days
sleeping in a basket of dirty clothes. |
But for now, it time for me to do some errands--mostly picking up medicine for Lucy, my cat, and meeting some friends for some walking and talking--one of the ways I'm trying to take care of myself so maybe I won't be so tired.
Until next time....
