Not much has been happening in the way of life-changing crises - thank heavens. But working full time and having way too many hobbies - every needlecraft regime ever thought of, plus photography, plus reading, plus the grandkids, plus a high maintenance husband, plus grown children living at home....not much gets done either.
I have made new 'New Year's Resolutions.' Yes, it is way past the deadline, but I figure it is a new day and I can only go forward from here - and, besides, where is it written that we can only make resolutions on January 1.... OK - on to the resolution. I have resolved to only work on one project/hobby at a time - and to finish it before I start another one - LOL. I am the Queen of unfinished projects. I started making some flannel shirts for my husband one year for Christmas and then ran out of time so decided that I would give them to him the following Christmas. Then we got divorced and he never got them. I moved out of state and 15 years later I found the pieces in a box and decided to make them for my two boys. So each of them got a flannel shirt for Christmas that year. I still have the pieces for one more shirt that never got finished - and it's now been 26 years since I left my ex-husband - LOL. I also have an apron that I started for my girlfriend about the same era - except that I can't find it - LOL. It's in a box somewhere...all it needs is the ties put on it. I actually sent it to her for her birthday one year. I got it back the next year - so we started just sending it back and forth for a while - until I moved again and it is buried in a box somewhere.
Do you ever wonder why we make the choices we do - most times without the proper consideration or input of information (well, without paying attention to the input of information anyway). Most of my decisions and choices have been good ones - or at least worked out well. But other times I still ask myself "What was I thinking?" Like the time I decided to enroll in "Bootcamp With Jess" - my hell, I was 55 years old and hadn't done any exercise for 15+ years. But that one turned out good - I made it through "Hell Week" - much to the instructor's and owner's (and MY) surprise - made it through the remaining 5 weeks and then re-inlisted. I can now keep up with the grandkids and do yard work without feeling like I'm going to go into total cardiac arrest.
The other thing I wonder about is relationships. There is an old (very old) Paul Newman western (can't remember the name of it) where he is sitting at a campfire and talking to a younger man about something that happened that day. And the line that I remember the most from this movie was his reply to being asked if he was surprised about what someone had done that day....He said, "The only thing that surprises me is the people, some people marry." That's how I feel. What was I thinking when I got married? Was I thinking? Why did I do it? Can I get out of it? Probably not. Don't get me wrong - my current husband is a wonderful person. And he is a wonderful husband. He's been totally accepting of my rotten, ungrateful children. Which is really good of him considering that's how we got together to begin with - the children introduced us - LOL. But I can't help but think that I would have been better off (emotionally at least) staying single. And I'm positive that my poor husband did not get what he bargained for. I have learned to be at least content with my situation, if not totally ecstatic. Having friends to talk to that understand and don't mind listening to my constant whining and grumbling helps
Well, I am off to get some work done - hopefully I will be back before another month goes by. But I'm not going to put money on it or hold my breath. I look good in blue - but not as a skin tone - LOL.
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