Pong
Work on side garden behind gate. Remove overgrown shrubs, divide perennials. Head to nursery, ponder choices, head to another nursery. Ponder some more. Finally buy plants. Get most of them planted.
Lose momentum.
Decide to redo side garden in front of gate. Remove vine maples that have never looked good. Head to nursery, pick up plants. Cut vine maples down, dig out 1 stump. Need to dig out other - much harder to do. Make up excuses, stump is still there, plants wait to be planted.
Lose momentum.
Decide to decorate den walls with pictures and kids' art. Head to frame store to buy mats and frames. Head home, frame artwork. Oops, forgot hangers. Dash back to store. Attach and hang a few pictures. Decide need floor lamp by rocker, wait to hang rest of pictures until know where lamp will go so shade won't block pictures. Head to lamp store. Head to another lamp store. And another. Can't make up mind. Pictures sit on den floor.
Lose momentum.
Decide to paint 1 wall of youngest son's room green. Head to paint store to pick up sample. Try it. No quite right. Head to another paint store, try another color. Close but no cigar. Head to different paint store. Third time's the charm. Note to self: buy 1 more quart and paint wall on Sunday.
Decide he needs drapes. Can't find ones that look good. Order swatch sample from on-line catalog. Buy drapes and drapery rod for oldest son's room instead. With hubby's help, get them hung. Does son like them? He couldn't care less.
Lose momentum again.
I'm bouncing around like the ball in Pong, never quite completing a project before my direction changes. Life is filled with frantic motion as I attempt to accomplish something, anything but my damn to-do list refuses to get smaller. All this distracting activity and yet I still feel adrift as if life is undone.
It is.
Today's my mom's birthday. She would have been 72.
I miss her so much.
Lose momentum.
Decide to redo side garden in front of gate. Remove vine maples that have never looked good. Head to nursery, pick up plants. Cut vine maples down, dig out 1 stump. Need to dig out other - much harder to do. Make up excuses, stump is still there, plants wait to be planted.
Lose momentum.
Decide to decorate den walls with pictures and kids' art. Head to frame store to buy mats and frames. Head home, frame artwork. Oops, forgot hangers. Dash back to store. Attach and hang a few pictures. Decide need floor lamp by rocker, wait to hang rest of pictures until know where lamp will go so shade won't block pictures. Head to lamp store. Head to another lamp store. And another. Can't make up mind. Pictures sit on den floor.
Lose momentum.
Decide to paint 1 wall of youngest son's room green. Head to paint store to pick up sample. Try it. No quite right. Head to another paint store, try another color. Close but no cigar. Head to different paint store. Third time's the charm. Note to self: buy 1 more quart and paint wall on Sunday.
Decide he needs drapes. Can't find ones that look good. Order swatch sample from on-line catalog. Buy drapes and drapery rod for oldest son's room instead. With hubby's help, get them hung. Does son like them? He couldn't care less.
Lose momentum again.
I'm bouncing around like the ball in Pong, never quite completing a project before my direction changes. Life is filled with frantic motion as I attempt to accomplish something, anything but my damn to-do list refuses to get smaller. All this distracting activity and yet I still feel adrift as if life is undone.
It is.
Today's my mom's birthday. She would have been 72.
I miss her so much.
posted by bemused at 1:36 PM
2 Comments:
Happy birthday to your mom. And hugs to you today.
Thank you. I've had lots of ups and downs lately, beginning with her birthday. I'm trying to stay busy - and on target - as much as possible to distract myself from dwelling to much on sadness.
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