Easy Sundays

 A working Sunday makes for an off day - especially when you work only 4 hours.  After work, I grocery shopped, and then had lunch.  What I wanted most?  was a nap.  I didn't sleep well.  This past week has been full of dreams!  I haven't been able to remember most of them.  When I wake from them I think to myself "oh yeah, I'll remember this one!"  and morning comes ... and nope!  Gone! 

I did wake up to a sharp stabbing pain in my left heel, and remember taking a big drink of water - my mouth was so dry it felt as if my tongue was becoming unstuck!  




In my quest for less clutter, I'm finding that it takes a lot of work to maintain!  Every day means something else that needs to be dealt with, put somewhere, or it becomes the dreaded clutter!  Even something as small as a stack of mail -- ugh!  I have to admit, I just shred most of it, but it's still something that needs to be done.  

I was looking at photos of me from 2013, when I'd just completed six months of personal training and intense workouts at the gym.  I looked much better than I do right now, and I want to go back to that very much.  But it's not easy.  As time goes by, as I get older, it's harder and harder to do.  I don't know where I can find the hour a day I was at the gym.  Now that my son is out on his own, my puggie Sadie is home alone for 10+ hours a day.  And darn it, I always feel so guilty even when I make a 15 minute unscheduled stop after work!  I know that she's standing in the window, looking out, watching for Mom's car!  So devoted, and at the same time, so needy! 

Driving home, a new radio station that plays only country oldies played "Honey" by Bobby Goldsboro.  "See the tree how big it's grown, and friend it hasn't been too long,  it wasn't big.
I laughed at her and she got mad, The first day that she planted it, was just a twig...."  Ohh the memories that brings back of a simpler time.  Then they played Eddy Arnold "Make the World go awaaaaaaay, and get it offfff my shoulderrrr.  Say the things you used to say .... "   Damn.  I grew up on these old country tunes.  They are a part of me, one of the many parts that makes up "me".  

After yesterday's painting, some of today's chores included putting things back in their respective places.  Tomorrow will be more of the same, re-hanging pictures on the wall!  Although I think that may take a little more than just an evening --- I have a LOT of pictures on my walls!   The joy of being a photographer, I suppose!

Light and Love to all, have a blessed week!