Reality?

Well, the poem was a bit sappy.  You can’t win them all!

It was cold again overnight.  When I went to pick up one of the children from his Halloween celebration with a friend’s family it was very cold.  By the time we got home, it was freezing…  Not much left now of the dahlias, just a few of the tougher stalks and the gooey slime where leaves used to be.  Same with the tomatoes. 

A few light clouds are teasing the sun this afternoon — perhaps we will have some rain in the next 24 hours — cloud cover to keep us warm. 

The Halloween decorations are put away for the year, the candy stashed in various locations…   the cobwebs will be the next to go, though after I finish drinking my tea.  No need to be obsessive!

My house is a mess.  Despite my good intentions over the summer, and in the weeks since school began again for the children, I have managed to get through only a few small boxes.  I have spent my time in other pursuits — costume making, visiting with folks, dreaming.  One dream I have is that I will be able to keep two steps ahead of the laundry, the dishes and the dog hair on the floor.  Two out of three most days seems to be my limit.

Reality is that my energy level continues to lag considerably.  When my routine is upset I have trouble getting the basic things done.  I can get things done — I just have trouble. 

AND I am choosing to create a new reality:  I am going through a stack of papers and books today, and clearing 2 square feet of table space next to the sofa.  I am taking the children to the Tacoma Art Museum after the trumpet lesson is over.  I am going to get the load of kid clothes from the dryer folded and distributed before I leave.

So I’d better get cracking, only half an hour to go!