So Little Time…

I have so much to write about, but so little time?

So much has happened in the last week and yet…

I’m choosing to only concentrate on the important stuff, the good stuff.

For example, last weekend I was on a three-hour Zoom call. Yes, I know I said I was only going to write about the good stuff. This was good stuff! The call was with my sister and some of my cousins that I haven’t seen or talked to in years. In the case of my California cousin, I think it’s been at least 30, or maybe even 40 years since I saw him, and probably a few years since we spoke on the phone (and that time was the first in many, many years). It was so much fun! We laughed about stupid stuff that makes us laugh, including my sister’s impression of our brother (who missed the call), reminisced about the ones we have lost, expressed frustrations about the state of the pandemic, to list just a few things. And we made tentative plans to travel together to Panama next year. Whether it will happen isn’t even relevant, really. It’s fun just to talk about it. But I hope it does. I’m checking the expiration date on my passport now. I also exchanged messages with my mother and most of the kids and made plans to see my sister in a couple of weeks. She’ll be meeting my daughter’s boyfriend and mine too. That should be another fun gathering. Lots of family stuff going on.

I went to my third in-person Zumba class Sunday afternoon. Whew! I remember now how easy it is to get your steps in when you do an aerobic dance class like Zumba. I also took about half that many steps on Saturday just cleaning my apartment. Since I knew I had a whole day to myself I had planned on making that day one in which to cross off all the chores I’ve been putting off. So in addition to laundry, cleaning floors, cleaning the bathroom, changing sheets, etc., I also cleaned the filter on the washing machine, cleaned the refrigerator, re-organized the pantry, washed the mattress and duvet covers, and I’m not sure what else. I had a long list. And I did it all in my pajamas. I also got in a quick trip to the grocery store, the library, and picked up new lenses for my glasses. Oh, I almost forgot: I made bread, too! Not exactly a restful weekend.

This coming weekend I was supposed to dog-sit, but my daughter’s plans have changed. Unfortunately, she was in a car accident right after our class Sunday afternoon as she was on her way back to work (after being called in for an emergency). Her car’s totaled but she walked away relatively unharmed. She’s sore and has some bruises, but she’s ok. Except for the fact that she doesn’t have the car she just recently paid off. If you’ve heard anything about the state of the car market these days you know it’s not going to be a simple matter to replace it.

And speaking of time and chores I’ve been putting off, two days from now I’m getting a colonoscopy.😰 Everyone says the prep is worse than the actual event, but I’m not looking forward to either. Tomorrow is prep day for me so that means no solid foods all day, and then at 5 pm, the fun begins. It should all be over by mid-morning on Friday and hopefully, I won’t have to do it again for a long while.

After it’s all over and I’m back home and my belly is full, I will try to sit outside with a cup of coffee and my gratitude journal and enjoy the view and peaceful setting I’m blessed to live within. I appreciate it every single day. I don’t take it, or the people in my life, for granted. Sometimes things happen that make you appreciate them even more: talking to family, an accident that a loved one walks away from, or even an unexpected (and mean) letter in the mail.

I hope you all know who you are. ❤️

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