choices

Walked outside to escape the house

The list of what needs to be done inside keeps growing

The yard made me blanch

All the work done in the last few weeks has been overgrown by new plants

A lot of the spring flowers have now gone to seed

Can't get through the walkway without tromping on something that decided to grow between the pavers

Couldn't go far since my electronic leash was on and I continuously am hearing sirens today

It is a beautiful day so lots of folks will become weekend warriors and end up in the ER and then the OR

A 20 minute heads up is what we get when needed

In the seventies someone said, perhaps Gloria Steinem, women could have it all.

Be a great wife, mother, daughter, friend, cook, housekeeper, gardener and do what ever full time job you wanted.

I am here to testify that she was wrong

It is all about choices

What goes to the top of the list

What continually stays at the bottom

How can you be 100% present when one part of life is going to hell and all the other components also want 100%

Last week was as near to perfect as life has been in a long while

Walk, swim, garden, cook

See family and friends

Plan for the overnight walk

Get up when the sun says to

Eat healthy and when hungry

Stay up late and watch really bad TV

Have the phone and pager off

Then life kicked back in

Ruled by alarm clocks, phones, pagers and schedules

Training walks... none

Swims... a short one last night 

Gardening... none, there are still three huge piles of branches (two in the front yard and one in the back) that Royce and I created from pruning trees the week I was off 

Cooking... not so much, frozen waffles, yogurt, cereal, tortillas with melted cheese 

I had the fantasy that before the Overnight Walk

               I would actually have found and bought living room furniture I love 

               The paint cans would be out the the dining room

               Paintings would have been hung on the walls

               The garage would be clean and all the extraneous stuff in the house would have been disposed of

               People could walk though the courtyard to the front door without having to duck and weave to avoid getting smacked by branches

               I would have pruned the trees outback to allow in a bit more sun

               The walkways would be clear of volunteer plants 

               The spaces between the pavers would be filled with ground cover without divots

               All gophers would be banished 

               All the beds outback would be deadheaded and beautifully blooming

                

In reality

             Folks will need to sit on folding chairs or stand because there will be no living room furniture

             The walls will be devoid of paintings 

             Paint cans will be banished to the uncleaned garage to free up floor space in the dining room for folding chairs or card tables

             Practice your duck and weave

             Bring a sweater, the back yard is shady

             No high heels, the gophers are not going anywhere except from one bed to another

             I will have pruning sheers for those that would like to deadhead and take seed pods home

             Food will reign supreme

             

Because I choose to celebrate with family and friends, everything else can wait