"how i've spent my quality time this week" or "my mother would be so proud"
point 1)
hi. i pride myself in my recent trend in agility-and when i say recent, i mean the past 8-9 years. when i was a young one, if there was a patch of ice with in a mile radius, i could find it and flatten myself on it. i then spent some time in rexburg, idaho. ha. anyone who knows rexburg, idaho knows that ice is a way of life and the only way to successfully survive a storm there is to admit your own inadequacy and work around it. (that's code for-i fell twice in a month and then learned how to live with it. haven't fallen since.) this month, i have met my match. my current parking lot is an accident waiting to happen. yesterday, after an extra long day at work, i came home with the simple desire of dinner and a nap. i parked on the far side of the parking lot with the intent of parking on a dry spot and not an ice rink. mission accomplished. five steps later, i was on my hands and knees. the khaki's were no longer khaki and my knee currently has a bluish tint to it. happiness. so much for the trend, right? i choose to consider it quality one-on-one time with my parking lot. we're friends, right? yeah, that's what i thought.
point 2)
my mother taught me well as a small child. my room always has the appearance of cleanliness for one simple reason-i make my bed daily. for some reason, an orderly bed gives the appearance of organization and tidiness. the past week has not been an example of that. coming home from the holiday, my flight was delayed and seriously...it threw off my whole week. instead of having time to get a good nights sleep and unpack before returning to work, i ended up crashing on a couch and going back to work in travel clothes. happiness, i know. i emptied my suitcase and life just kept going. last night, i finally got caught up. when i finally made my bed i found the following things inside: 3 tubes of lotion, 1 pillow, 1 wash cloth, 1 hat, 1 stick of chapstick, 2 decks of cards, 1 flashlight, and an assortment of papers and receipts. good grief! i've been sleeping in a junk drawer. i'm sorry. it had to stop. i cleaned my room. yay me! i did my laundry and finally UNPACKED! it took a while, had to find the quality moment, but i think my mother would have been proud.
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I finally unpacked today, too! (But I have only been home for two days...) And I have your book with a certain bookmark in it...come and get it!
I'm horrible at making my bed! And my dad would always tell me that thing about how the room looks so much better. he's right, but I still never do it. Also, I made it through my first winter in Rexburg without falling on ice, only to fall going up the stairs after a devotional in the spring!
To the best of my memory I never fell at Ricks and I am still waiting to fall. However, I have been feeling it in my bones that it is not to far off.
Way to clean the room and make the bed, I admit the only time my bed gets made is when we have a showing, as we are trying to sell our townhome.
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