My life is FULL of random abandoned. Finding time to be here, blogging, is become more and more difficult. Abundance calls and garden produce waits for no woman! Right now as I type I am multi tasking. I have dinner in the oven with a timer set. Every few minutes I will be running downstairs to attend to things, then back up here to type a few words. No complaints, it is amazing how much I can write in 5 minutes! So my dear reader, please, bear with me during this busy time. I will be here as much as I can.
Some Days are like this
Some Days are like this
In Between all that the laundry needs doing, the meals prepared, before I know it all that wood will need to be brought in for the winter. This week I had just a wee bit of stress around all that needs doing. The best cure for me from that kind of stress is a very productive day. I am happy to say yesterday was such a day! Everything in that wheelbarrow has been dealt with!
My sewing room and Etsy office are in disarray with many projects in progress. Photos need taking, listing need doing, printing, tagging, bookkeeping....etc, etc, etc! But I am very grateful, this month already I am averaging a more than a sale a day!!! I counted up my sales in all 4 shops and they equal over 500 since I started with Esty in January 2012, not too shabby.
I had planned another "productive" day to get me further from my mental angst. All started well with the reconstruction of my kitchen after yesterdays produce palooza ( got everything dealt with from the wheelbarrow...I didn't say I got the kitchen cleaned up...I am not super woman!)...when a very tall young man, who it still amazes me that he is actually, my child, came to me and asked if I would make lunch and watch a soccer game with him. I hesitated, feeling that welling rush of stress, then he looked at me with doe eyes and said pleeeease. He will be off to college in 2 weeks. I enjoy soccer only because he has schooled me to enjoy it. Without him I will never watch soccer again. So lunch was cheese, crackers, cucumbers, tomatoes, and my famous eggplant relish. We huddled together around his laptop and watched Arsenal barely beat Crystal Palace 2-1. Good thing since the boyo is an Arsenal man. And yes he is a man and I am his mother. These moments are more rare than the perfect, purple, bug free, cauliflower.