LIFE I am in great need of comfort food tonight so I whipped up this and will add some eggs, and a cup of HOT HOT Coffee
I'm sure all of you post 50, remember sitting somewhere
with your elders and listening to their talk
of the time flying by and the poor condition
of the youth of the times.
Maybe it was the front porch of a grandparents'
home or around the dining table as the "women folk" cleared
the table after a Holiday meal.
BUT it does fly by as we age.
but WHY? Why does change speed up? Are we racing to the inevitable finish line?
My summers pre teen went on forever.
There was camp, vacations and long,
long summer days and nights of playing hide and seek
and playgrounds and tree climbing.
Graduation of DD was 18 months ago.
I started the blog right before she left right?
(6 + years ago!?)
DS just changed jobs in LA.
Didn't he just move there?
(Nearly 3 years ago!?)
Now 21 years after moving into this home
with a 3 and an 8 year old,
I am overhauling the exterior so it will be
unrecognizable to some.
Just the removal of the big tree
has caused some to whizz on by in error.
All the vintage stuff scattered
on the front porch and around the yard
has been removed or reduced.
Thanks to pal Sue who "shopped" here yesterday
I know it found a good home.
Change is sometimes good, change is sometimes sad
change is sometimes rapid.
The only certainty IS change.
21 years ago when my husband and I bought
this home we felt that we now owned a mansion.
We walked through the newly framed structure
giddy with excitement and promise. We had doubled our square footage for the same monthly payment.
My world was certain and true and wonderful.
Those 21 years then whizzed by.
Wheelbarrows full of wonderful memories,
buckets full of sad days,
and a gallon or two of despair,
have whizzed me right back to my front porch
in the blink of an eye... where I sit looking at the house as it is right now and realizing that after Monday it will be changed forever. "It's just the way it changes like the shoreline and the sea but let's not talk of love or chains and things we can't untie your eyes are soft with sorrow Hey that's no way to say goodbye."
Leonard Cohen Make it a good week chickadees Z
So I shut off the downstairs lights, lock up and head in here to the den to check mail and Howie knows it's bedtime and follows me in but I feel like I've neglected him for days and I have... so busy at work, so I call him over to my chair.. he puts his front paws on my leg and I start talking sweet talk to him, and ruffling his ears and he pees on my bare foot.
Gone are the days of long or even several day long
road trips and a frenzy of buying.
I happily returned home with this meager selection,
and with memories of
a delicious lunch and happy conversations on the road...
As I continue to evolve into the
woman I wish to be,
I know I need to be wise with whom and what I include in my world,
if I hope to stay true to my goals.
Those of you who have kindly hung around here over
the years know that I have been "internally" downsizing,
even though right now I am unable to "externally" downsize
(actually move out of this too large abode)
This means I now have more empty drawers,
empty closets and my under the bed spaces
are no longer crammed with stuff
and the garage has empty boxes and bins.
All of this makes me soooo happy.
I still have stuff,
don't misunderstand... I still buy a few selected things, after much, much, nauseatingly much consideration, with apologies to anyone who has to witness me giving items "a ride in my cart".
Accumulation however is not desired,
and I am committed to always have FAR
more going out than coming in, until I only possess what I need, use and adore. I am not there yet, primarily because to do that now would leave me in a house with many totally empty rooms. Unless I purchase gym equipment for an entire room, roller skates for another, do wall to wall yoga mats for a third and maybe a hot dog stand for the fourth, that seems kinda silly. So I do what I can as I can.. Evolve
About 12 large boxes and 3 huge bins
of holiday decor left
this house since summertime,
so 1 small box of a perfect hue of wee
reproduction Shiny Brite ornaments came in. The rest of my road trip stash will go into the studio, to be used in projects, for myself, my friends, and the booth.
If I can keep this kind of balance going,
a much wiser and happier gal I'll be. **** local friends
Ronda and I worked in the booth a couple hours today. We have loads more going up each week, with the goal being to have completed stocking for Christmas by "Doodlebug" on December 6th. Ronda has the loveliest stocking shaped wine holders for hostess gifts, and gorgeous Holiday themed table runners, in a variety of fabrics. Her last series sold out quickly, so don't wait too long. And for your Vintage Loving friends, her "Vintage" embroidered caps and tees are best sellers and she has them in my favorite color grey. Have a great week chickadees
I am a Mom, an artist, a designer, an organizer. I live a very small, simple life and cherish my children, great reads, great films and my dear friends. My desert dwelling is by default and my heart still hopes to be somewhere green and lovely some day. I love helping folks achieve their dream spaces and teaching friends to be creative each day. I am so pleased you have stopped by oldgreymare.