The sun is shining and the temperature is climbing. I’m torn between getting what I want to do done on the computer, and going out to work/play in the yard. My little Kitchen Garden is doing great, but the yard has more weeds than grass, there are bushes to trim, and I want to plant some annuals. My gardens need a little color.
Unfortunately I’m behind on my writing. (Nothing new there.) According to my “master plan,” I still have to build a Squidoo lens, write three more blog posts, and another article for Buskia by the end of the week. Today is Saturday….
The house is a mess…
I have laundry to do…
Lesson plans to write…
Tests to grade…
Sleep…
And now I want to heed the call of nature and spend the afternoons picking at the weeds.
A few years ago our principal used the theme “Weed Your Garden” as a theme for starting off the new school year. It really hit home even if I haven’t taken it to heart. I need to get rid of all the unnecessary junk that clutters up my life. Twenty-four hours in a day is long enough to get what really matters done. So, why do I have such a hard time accepting that fact?
Part of it is my nature. I’m not a workaholic but I’m far more productive when I’m teetering on the brink of overwhelmed. I’ll reset my priorities, Weed my Garden so to speak, but the weeds will pop up again, and I’ll still be running the treadmill…. That’s life and I wouldn’t have it any other way.
Have a good one,
LizzyJean
Unfortunately I’m behind on my writing. (Nothing new there.) According to my “master plan,” I still have to build a Squidoo lens, write three more blog posts, and another article for Buskia by the end of the week. Today is Saturday….
The house is a mess…
I have laundry to do…
Lesson plans to write…
Tests to grade…
Sleep…
And now I want to heed the call of nature and spend the afternoons picking at the weeds.
A few years ago our principal used the theme “Weed Your Garden” as a theme for starting off the new school year. It really hit home even if I haven’t taken it to heart. I need to get rid of all the unnecessary junk that clutters up my life. Twenty-four hours in a day is long enough to get what really matters done. So, why do I have such a hard time accepting that fact?
Part of it is my nature. I’m not a workaholic but I’m far more productive when I’m teetering on the brink of overwhelmed. I’ll reset my priorities, Weed my Garden so to speak, but the weeds will pop up again, and I’ll still be running the treadmill…. That’s life and I wouldn’t have it any other way.
Have a good one,
LizzyJean
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