Sunday, February 15, 2015

How Can I Be So Busy and Still Nothing Is New?

It's only February, but I already have that "where is the time going" feeling this year.    It's the shortest month, but I feel like I'm pretty much ready for it to be over.  Although there is not much to show for it, it's been ridiculously busy, mostly with self-imposed tasks, of course, so no room to complain.   Here are the highpoints, which (I think you'll agree) are not very high.
There has been a lot more snow and a lot more shoveling.  The rabbits show up every night for the kibble I set out for them, and I can tell when there is fresh snow that there are more of them than I would have expected -- it looks some days like there has been a bunny stampede out there.

My car got smashed by a neighbor who hit it while I was briefly parked on the street, waiting for someone to pull out of the driveway.   The neighbor's explanation: there isn't usually a car there so I didn't look.   Two weeks later and I still haven't been able to schedule for the two days that are required for the repairs.  

I left a bathroom faucet on by accident one busy day last week and came home to find an inch of water on the floor.   The good news: the bathroom floor is now cleaner than usual.
Our search and rescue group had a January drill in the snow.  My clearest lesson was that, dang, I am old.   Trudging through snow is very hard work and I was exhausted long before we were finished.    I was glad for the walking stick that makes me look here like a blind person, lol.  Thank goodness the drill required frequent stops for compass shoots and flagging.  The secondary lesson was that I quickly forget the exhaustion and someone convince myself that it was a lot of fun and that I can't wait to do it again.   Sort of like birthing a baby.  :)
I have tentatively decided that I will not stay in my hospice job after this year.   I don't feel that I'm bringing the energy that my patients and families deserve; although I have cherished the lessons that this job has taught me, it is time to think about doing something else.

My grandkids and their parents will be moving from their house on my block this summer.  They bought a new house, not far away, but no longer in my neighborhood.     Change is inevitable and they (and I) are both nostalgic and excited about this one.  They love the new house and, although there will be a few adjustments in all our lives, I think it will be wonderful for them in the long run, and it feels like a new stage of life for me.
I won a 'boot bag' from a local ski shop, big enough to be a Go-Bag to keep in my car for unexpected Call Outs or times when I am snowed in at a friend's house and don't want to make the drive home.   I love winning, of course, so this was a fun surprise.
I've been making cookies for the local sheriff and 911 operators the past few months.   So far, as far as I can tell from the feedback, the Valentine's Day cookies have been their favorites.   Who would have guessed -- maybe they are a bunch of closet romantics?  

In the crafting world,  I used the theme of Masks in one of my grief groups and we talked about the 'masks' we wear and created a few to symbolize where we were or wanted to be emotionally.    I love seeing the expression of emotion through craft.
In my own, still messy, craft room,  I started making scrappy quilt squares, pretty little things.   If I find the time (and focus) to make enough squares, maybe I will try to finish a for-real-grown-up flimsy that I can have quilted for my granddaughter.   Don't hold your breath on this one; they will just as likely end up being yet another tote bag.
This week is Mardi Gras and Ash Wednesday, time for a whole new mood-set.  I hope I will find time for reflection moving forward, and will feel more settled as we move into the next part of this year.   For many of my friends, 2015 has had a difficult and rocky beginning, with too much sickness and sadness and death already.    I am counting my blessings and hoping that things smooth out for all of us as the next weeks go by.     Remember to celebrate the little things.  :)


Kim@Snug Harbor said...

You are the third person I know of in the past 2 weeks that has gotten her car smashed the exact same way. That so stinks.

I'm curious to see what new career path you will take and as always, I'm interested in your crafts.

Barbara said...

Wow...lots going on in your life. No wonder you feel busy. I had someone hit my car recently when it was parked on the street. She pulled out of her driveway into the oncoming lane of traffic where my car was parked and backed right into it. It was like...who does that? Geez.

spindelmaker said...

I totally understand - I feel the same way. Working so much, I haven´t had the time to blog. Either to busy or not having the energy to be creative. Must be getting older. Feels strange, in a way.