I won this banner in a contest on Art and Sand. We could choose the word we wanted and I chose Thrive. Way in my past thriving wasn't acknowledged as a need or right. I've dealt with those times but old habits die hard. The banner reminds me life is good and to get out there and have a ball.
Alas, the last few weeks have been so busy I lost the energy to thrive.
Wonderful visit with my darlings but working out of a hotel room not so much fun. Back in to town, on the cusp of a storm. The small plane was blown around but the
very young men up front handled it well.
A deluge several days in duration kept me anxious and busy.
This ditch is all that stands between me and a flooded basement. Unfortunately it drains into a culvert on the neighbour's side of the fence. He has recently put up some new fencing and the outlet has increased its potential for blocking. Thus my routine became arise, sweater over PJs, nervous look through basement door, raincoat, boots, rake and shovel, an hour of getting wet and muddy, breakfast.
The referendum on the new library is two weeks away. Open houses, info booths, lawn signs, and volunteer schedules stretch my time management skills. Stormy weather had me racing from a library meeting just in time to rescue my car from becoming waterlogged. I almost got a room at the hotel but the call of my own cosy bed saw me white knuckling the dark and winding road out of town.
Just because I was already madly busy I took a two day homesteading course. So much fun. I'll tell you all about it in my next post but here is a picture of the very tidy table, before we all made our own charcoal burners out of paint cans and coffee tins.
The very next day friends arrived. Before they came we (hubby had returned post deluge) had to rebuild the bed which was taken apart following an inappropriate cat toileting incident. By this time I was so stretched it took a couple of days to liven up and get the most out of their visit. Laughter and time spent with their sweet little dog was just what the doctor ordered.
|Pebbles, a Miniature Australian Shepherd|
Check out this poem on Living from Happiness. It sums up my thriving journey.
Now to bed because some bureaucrat decided we should change from Daylight Savings Time to whatever the other time is and I'm out of sorts.