Working Wednesday, May 8, 2024

I had an epiphany last night. I was rereading a hockey romance because that always relaxes me–I know what’s going to happen so I can leave the book at any time, and it’s a hockey romance so I know it’ll end okay–and I started to think about the list of things I had to do. The epiphany? I wanted to do all of them. They were all things that were going to make me happy: cooking for the freezer (vegetable soup and stir fry so I can get fast healthy meals), getting the Damned Boys’ stories started now that Rocky Start is off my plate, doing the self-portrait steps that Rose does in RS to see if those will work for the day break pages, going back to VNF tomorrow when Bob sends it back, painting half of the back of my folding white board gold so I can collage with a print of St. Lucy, painting one of stained footstools blue (I think I’ll do that outside, it’s so beautiful here), rearranging the last of living room furniture so I can put up a progress photo, sorting and counting my yarn, getting the guest room rearranged into a more usable craft room . . . I could go on, there’s more, but it’s all stuff I want to do. Okay, I also have to do my taxed, but it’ll be a thrill when they’re done, and I have to take out the trash, but I love going outside here at night because it’s so safe and quiet (no bears) so I can take the trash out at 3AM and it’s not a problem. Most of it is out there, but there’ll be at least another bad that I can just toddle out there in the still of the night and I do love that.

Key takeaway: Work at what you love. Yes, I know, easy to say, hard to accomplish, but when you’ve got it, it’s not work at all anymore. Like going to the grocery with a good pal, it’s more play than work even while you’re searching for snow peas and annoyed because there’s no baby bok chop AGAIN. (Thanks for going shopping with me yesterday, Pat. You’re the best.)

What work did you do this week?