I am often asked how I do everything I do, and the truth is I don’t do so much. Or if I do have times of doing so much of one thing it means that other things are not being tended to (like putting away the laundry. Laundry is always the first thing to slide in my house). Lately I’ve been resting and sleeping a lot to recover from being sick. I really need to go into convalescence, where I go to a warm climate and lay around for three weeks reading, breaking for short strolls under flowering trees. That’s not going to happen, so I take my recovery where I can. After dinner every night it’s straight to bed for all of us.
Jeff has the flu now too which is unfortunate. I admire his ability to get out of bed and function, something I was not able to do. Just as people sometimes think I am magically capable of doing so much, I look at him as someone who can do anything. I admire him and I have no idea how he is able to work through his illness. I guess we all have different ways of being.
Today I am doing many things, including a short side trip to the store to purchase a new vacuum cleaner. Sounds boring but this single purchase may improve my life more than anything else. I have resisted buying a new vacuum for years now while Jeff has been fairly vocal about making the investment. A year into our life here in this house of hardwood floors, I am ready. I see a sparkling clean house, no cat fur tumbleweeds rolling around, and a happy husband (who will vacuum just as much as I will). Now that is nirvana!