I used to have such big dreams long ago this morning. I even had a list written out beautifully and in detail. I was going to accomplish big goals, defeat all odds, conquer small countries. Well, I did plan to clean the house anyway. Because my house is TRASHED! NASTY! GRODIE! Oh, I haven't used the word "grodie" in so long! That felt good.
Anyway, my big dream was to have a clean, partially organized house by the end of the day. I made a very delicious, healthy breakfast for my family (kudos to me), wrote my List of Amazing Accomplishments To Come, cleaned up said awesome breakfast (more kudos), cleaned the bathroom (the kudos are rolling in), and hopped in the shower. Things avalanched quickly from there. The moment I stepped out of the shower, I felt like I had been slammed with a piano. Picture hapless cartoon character trapped under fallen piano with limbs sticking out from under the mess.
The rest of my day has been like hiking through a Savannah swamp. Slow, laborious, and not especially productive. I even took a nap, thinking that would restore my energy, but I feel exactly the same as before. Ugh.
Well, wish me luck. I'm still pushing through, albeit slowly.
About Me
- Collette
- I'm a southern gal born and raised, living in the southeast all of my life. That is, until a year ago when I loaded up my kids, hubby, cat, dog, and a whole lot of stuff and hauled them over 2300 miles to Big Sur, CA. I now live dangling over the Pacific Ocean on the far western edge of the continental United States. Sometimes I feel as if I've fallen through the looking glass like Alice. But, I'll say this - Big Sur makes for an awesome Wonderland!