I had a list of things I wanted to do today, including baking a couple of blueberry pies for my neighbors and then photographing and blogging it, but we know what happens when we make plans. A lingering headache and lack of sleep got me off to a weak start. I’m okay with that though; I don’t need perfectly planned days…I guess.
Most of my morning and mid-afternoon were spent coaxing our very old kitty to eat. It was a rougher morning than normal but when I got back from my mid-day job, he seemed a bit perkier and even ate on his own, which pleased me greatly. Every time I feel like the end is close, this cat rebounds and I’m extraordinarily grateful for every moment I can kiss and love on him; even when he has me pulling out my hair and screaming inside. Stoked about dry weather and sunshine (inconceivable!) I took Atticus for a long walk, cleaned the pool and checked on the garden babies. Now I’m writing. It feels good; I need to get in the habit of it, which is why I decided to post something anyway today. I want so much to carve out the time to write but I think I get caught up in thinking about what I want to write about and perhaps that creates more of a block for me. At the moment, I find it easier to sit down and free write than I do to thoughtfully craft my posts. I’m afraid I’m not quite the polished blogger I long to be..yet (the operative word!)
I still feel as though I’m coming out of a bout of depression; I’m in New England, so the lingering chilly weather hasn’t really helped. That said, I do feel as though I’m on the lighter side of it so I am positive that the turnaround is near.
It’s early yet, and the sun is still shining, so I think I might still try to bake those pies.
Tell me, friends, can you handle messy or do you need every moment of your life perfectly planned?