I read that on a plaque somewhere and that it was pretty appropriate. Most people are not happy with their lives. This year I'll be turning 47 and am feeling the pinch of unreached goals. The bucket list syndrome, I suppose. January has been the month to take stock and see if I am truly blooming where I am planted. So let's see:
1. Phone lines (therefore dial-up computer lines) have been down for over a week. Every time it rains hard we lose our phone service.
OLD ME: How inconvenient. Paying for service I do not get. Can't be online when I want to
be., etc
NEW ME: How nice not to have the phone ring all day. Not really unsafe as I do have a cell
phone, can get a whole lot more done without talking on the phone.
2. It is so incredibly cold that I can't get a lot done in the barn without freezing my tushy off.
OLD ME: Just get done the have to stuff and get the heck back in the house.
NEW ME: Do as much as I can, warm up and get right back out there. If it is too cold; do
the necessities and then get the heck back into the house!! (I am not dumb)
3. Not working outside job so no paycheck in my name.
OLD ME: This is a tough one. Having cash in my pocket sure made it easy to get whatever I
wanted within reason. Also meant having easy access to money if Appleseed Farm
needed somthing before I could make the money.
NEW ME: This is a tough one. Upside to all of this is I get to stay on the farm as much as I
want. I can go places when the walls start closing in but who wants too? There is
always the barn, the seedling room, the greenhouse, something needing my
attention.
4. Not enough time to do the "housewife" things
OLD ME: Either just didn't do them or stayed up all night to make sure the house was in
order, meals prepared, etc..
NEW ME: Just don't do them or stay up all night to make sure it is all done. (why hasn't
that changed?)
I could go one but I guess the best lesson for me is that I have always bloomed wherever I have been planted. Sometimes I just need a dormancy period to have a gorgeous flower whenever I want to.
See ya on the farm
Charlotte
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