May 5, 2026 Patience

 Mother Nature has proven to be a real test of my patience so far this spring.

I have so many things to do. Fortunately, none of it has a pending deadline. The need to be outside is paramount as it affects so many other aspects in managing my mental health. So, I'm playing by "her" rules.

My mornings, while waiting for it to warm up enough to achieve anything outside, are focused on maintaining a routine. There is nothing worse, in my mind, than coming in tired from outdoor work and facing chaos when all that is wanted is a hot shower. When it gets consistently warm, it will be a struggle to not go out immediately, but it's a small problem.

To date, there has been quite a lot accomplished. A laundry list of what is completed would be absolutely boring, so I'll just say it's involved a lot of paint, dirt, masonry, caulking, and resulting sore muscles.

Today will be a mixed bag. I have some black dirt with which to deal, and that should not take long. I also need to fill the cookie jar. I may just take care of the dirt, then retreat inside for the balance of the day. I need a break from painting, and it's too cold for that anyway. I'd love to be able to power wash the big back deck, as well as the siding on those sections of the house, but there will be better days. I also want a trip to the nursery for more plantings, but want to wait until it's perfectly safe for them.

So, patience is engaged, the kitchen is beckoning, and Mother Nature needs to take a beat and decide to cooperate. I have things to do!

*On a final note: as with anything seen or read on social media, one glimpse into a life does not fully show the reality of said life.  No fingers pointed, I promise,, but I have had to pause and ponder whether I want to post anymore due to assumptions that have gotten back to me. In a nutshell, if you can't talk TO me, don't talk ABOUT me.*

Thanks for your patience, as well. ☘

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