This is a live-action shot of what my table/desk looks like right now. The sunlight is pouring in, and I’m in my happy place, cords, and rolled up rugs, messy desk and all. If my window was clean, I’d show you my view out of it, but right now, it’s not, and you’d be hard pressed to see what I see.
I’ve been cleaning a few windows lately, but I haven’t made it to these yet. I’ve managed to somehow turn my year on its head this year- I’m spring cleaning in the fall, so you might as well get a state of the union address in September. Yesterday I vacuumed the walls, trim, and baseboard in my bedroom and closets. And today, I feel like I’ve been run over by a truck, so I’m taking a little break.
The blog got a little shining, too, did you notice? I decided I wanted a little less jazz hands and top hat action with my blog title. The big pink “ME” was starting to bug me, so I dialed it back.
I never gave 40 much thought before I turned it. But it lives up to the hype, in good and bad ways. In my thirties, I could put in a day of manual labor without feeling like road kill. And in my 40th year, I don’t need to feel the need to scream “Hey, look at me! Notice me! Affirm me!,” with my blog or otherwise. It’s a trade-off I’ll gladly take.
We got a letter and a new picture from Amos this week. He sent us a picture of the things he bought with his birthday money. I won’t go into detail, but let’s just say it wasn’t an xbox or even new shoes. Think livestock and food. And the happiness on his face in the picture was palpable. This was a real teachable moment for us. If you don’t sponsor a Compassion child, please think about it. His letters bring more joy to our house than you could imagine.
Who is this young lady, and where did my Little Girl go? Fifth Grade. Loves language arts, social studies, and science, hates math. (Her mama hated math, too. And then she minored in it in college. There’s still hope.) Musical, joyful, and funny. I’ll keep her.
budget, employment, and the department of the interior
Due to slight under-employment on my part, (still PRN but working regularly and happy about it) the budget for updating our interiors is reduced. But that didn’t stop me entirely from doing some Fall decorating. Those pumpkins? We grew ‘em! We didn’t exactly mean to, but we did. After we discarded old pumpkins from years past into a small sinkhole on our property, these took root! There were 15 perfect small pumpkins in all, I think.
I finally got a start on the gallery wall up the stairs. This is how it still looks, a couple weeks after we hung things. I’m going to call it a modern art installment until I get pictures in the frames. It’s my statement on empty materialism.
The state of our union is strong. We had a chance to catch up with some family for a fun lunch and laughs recently, and they sent us this picture, which looks very much like us, I think.
Enjoy your weekend!