I love Sundays. Its seems to be my day of doing whatever I need/want to. Whether its lounging in pj’s until noon, finishing laundry, or cooking for the upcoming week. Usually there isn’t much of a “plan.” The day just seems to fall into place.
This Sunday however, I have a million things on my plate. And a million random thoughts running through my head. I can’t seem to find focus. I’m having a really difficult time staying on task today.
Here are a some of the things rambling around in my head on this particular Sunday.
- Packing for a “Girls trip” that leaves on Thursday with one of my oldest and dearest gal pals.
- Trying to get the house cleaned. I think with a 5 year old, a dog, and husband, that is an unattainable dream.
- Trying to finish the laundry so I can finish packing. See #1.
- I was invited to participate in a 5K run/walk the last weekend of April. I would love to do it. It’s a goal of mine. Can I do it? I think I could run it. That’s the plan. Will keep you posted on the progress and results.
- I’m tired. I’m just plain whooped.
- Kiddo is so bored. See #2. AND spring break at preschool JUST started. Please see #1.
- There are about a trillion, ok not literally but you get the idea, thoughts running through my head about all of the “projects” I would like to get accomplished around The Farm this year. There seems to be no exact plan as to order, priority, or value of said projects. Some big, some small. I always have grand ideas, just lack the time and usually the funds for most of them.
- I was informed this week that my husband committed The Farm to 100 baby pheasant chicks. Yes, you read that right. 1-0-0! Good Lord. Really? What in the name of all that is holy, do YOU, my husband, plan to do with 100 pheasants? I will keep you posted. See #5 & 7.
- Kiddo and I traveled to our local “Amish country hardware/store” yesterday. I enjoy that place tremendously and in a really strange way. I am pretty sure I could spend hours in there. (its not that big, trust me) I find a strange comfort when I’m there.
I’m ready for spring. I’m ready to be outside. I’m longing to get lost in my thoughts while I’m in my gardens. I’m restless. I need fresh air to clear my thoughts, find focus, and stay on task.
Love, from The Farm….. it maybe the “funny farm”