Aside from an insect bite that still hurts- and the horror I felt after Googling insect bites, today was a wonderful day in my yard.
I pushed myself HARD.
The weather was so mild it almost felt like spring.
This urgency I am feeling is genetic.
The women in my family (my mother and grandmothers) were all hard workers in their homes and yards.
This was fueled by ‘resting’ or napping, or as my mother recommended- periodically staying in your gown all day.
In fact , her directive, whenever as a young working mother I felt stressed and overwhelmed,
“You just need to stay home and stay in your gown all day”,
was music to my ears.
Let us all give each other
My urgency can be taken to extremes I guess.
Example: In helping two daughters who have been involved in moving lately, I have mentioned casually,
“Oh this will be great when you have a party.”
“Oh you can use this as a serving tray.”
“Oh this is perfect for a Christmas party.”
Their looks certainly didn’t make me think of the