For All We Know - The Carpenters

 I've been thinking a lot about my friend Lorraine.  One week ago, her husband left this world.  They had 28 wonderful years together.  I was privileged to be in their wedding.  Theirs was a beautiful love story and my heart goes out to her.  We should all be so lucky in love. 

Sorting into piles

 

When I am going through things in each drawer, each cabinet and on each surface, I divide them into categories.  Keep, trash, donate, sell.  Obviously, the keep pile is the biggest.  I just can't help myself there, but I am getting better.  It's smaller than it was!  And if you know me, that is a pretty big deal. My sell pile is also really a form of the keep pile right now.  In the back of my mind, I still think I may have some kind of antiques/collectibles business sometime down the road, so I want to keep an inventory of some kind ready. But these are also items that I will give to any of my friends if they see something they like.  I keep a picture album on Facebook of such things.  No one's taken me up on that one yet but oh well!

The trash and donate piles can be tricky for me though.  Sometimes I wonder if I should donate items that are not perfect and need repair.  Or should I just trash them.  I watch a show on tv called Money For Nothing.  It's a British show where this woman goes to the dump and finds items being thrown out and repurposes them.  It's a pretty entertaining show and some of the things she and her artisans come up with are outstanding.  So, when I am looking at something that I think I need to just throw out, I will often stop myself and wonder if someone could do something with it. I keep hearing that little voice in my head saying one man's trash is another man's treasure.  Sometimes I want to mute that voice because it makes me think too hard LOL  And I end up donating because for one, it's true that someone may be able to do something with it.  And also, it won't end up in the landfill because I saw little value in it.  Oh, well.

Right now, I'm still in the kitchen working so most everything is in pretty good shape to put into piles.  I'll keep going and once I get a good donation pile going, I will take it to the appropriate place and let it go.  Every pile has its value and forcing myself to make decisions like this is a good thing.  It's not as easy as you see on all of those home improvement shows, but it can be done!

Today's Moment of Mindfulness

 

It's good to have an end in mind, but in the end what counts is how you travel. 

Sleeping In

 

Sleeping in is something that I apparently cannot do as an adult.  It does not seem to matter if I go to be at 9:00 p.m. or 1:00 a.m. I am going to be up before the sun.  Every day.  This is not a bad quality to have but at times it is frustrating.  Sleeping in has become a fantasy in my life.  It's never a reality unless I'm sick and I don't count that.  That is my body telling me that I'm on a different schedule because of some virus.  That kind of sleeping in is far from pleasurable.  I'll take it, because I need it, but it's not the same as just sleeping in.

As an adult, I have become a morning person.  I never saw that one coming as a teenager.  I can get a lot more done in the morning when I put my mind to it.  I am not always productive in the morning, but I know that the possibility is there.  Some mornings I'm just lazy LOL When Michael and I were together, I got up before he did and that morning time was like my sanctuary.  It was my alone time and I cherished that.  That is kind of when I first learned that I needed some alone time each day to focus on myself.  So, I got used to getting up early.  Now, that I am single, I really don't have that excuse, but I still get up early.  

Last night, I told myself that I was going to sleep in this morning.  I went to bed around 11:00 p.m.  I purposely did not set my alarm.  I turned on my radio instead and let it play all night.  I love those nights when I can let the radio play and have music in the background while I'm drifting in and out of sleep.  But then 6:15 a.m. comes around and BAM.  I am awake.  No alarm except for my body alarm.  And it's not the kind of awake that I can say I'll just roll back over and go back to sleep.  I am awake.  I even remind myself that I am off today and do not have to be anywhere this morning.  That held no influence this morning.  I went ahead and got up, made my coffee and here I am.

I am not complaining that I cannot sleep in intentionally anymore.  It is just disappointing sometimes because it feels like a luxury that escapes me. Ah, the joys of adulthood.

Christ United Methodist Church

 

I wonder if my ancestors would agree with this quote.  I hope that they would as that would be the Christian thing to do.  I'm not so sure though.  I grew up in a Baptist family and the further back I look into the family tree, the more Baptist they were.  Ah, well.  They were who they were, and I am who I am, and nothing will really change that. 

After searching for a long time, I am becoming a Methodist.  I began attending Christ United Methodist Church back at the beginning of June.  I absolutely love it.  Everyone there has been so nice and welcoming.  I enjoy the services and actually pay attention to the sermons.  I told one of the pastors that I've become someone who actually takes notes during the service.  And they have a good music program, which is important to me.  I used to feel that was a silly requirement for a church home, but I have come to realize how important that is to me. It is one of the ways I feel that I can serve in the church.  But I really love what this church stands for.  It is very community and service oriented.  They are out all the time helping with many community organizations.  And everyone is welcome at the table here. They really do seem to be guided by the teachings of Jesus.  Can't say that about many places of worship these days, sadly.

So, at the end of this month, I will officially be joining the church, and I am quite excited about that. While I think some past generations of my family may be rolling in their graves, I am happy with this decision.  It feels right.  And I'm taking Dolly's advice! 

Quote of the Week

 

A Bushel and a Peck - Faith Prince

 Stephanie and I went to see Guys and Dolls last night at UNCG.  It was so much fun.  My 4th time seeing the show onstage. The score is full of so many wonderful songs.  The cast did an impeccable job with the show.  Afterwards, we were discussing the film version.  A Bushel and a Peck is Miss Adelaide's first number.  This song was became very popular and was recorded by many artists yet was cut from the film.  Interesting. Here is Faith Prince and company from the 1992 Broadway Revival.