always behind. never ahead.
For years now, I’ve always felt behind on my to do list. Occasionally I manage to wrestle it down to size for a few days or weeks, but it always seems to get the better of me again, even when I give up various projects. The constant struggle is exhausting, overwhelming much of the time.
complete randomness
I have drafts of a dozen different posts, none of which I feel are ready to post. Instead of cleaning up those drafts, I’m going to write this one. And like my thoughts, this will probably be a post that is all over the place. Moving is at a steady-state. All but a couple of
christmas shopping FAIL
Year after year. I dread Christmas. I am the world’s WORST gift giver. This inadequacy of mine stresses me to the point where I want to curl up in a ball and not come out until next year. Today I realized that this really, really should not surprise me. I hate shopping of any kind
Time Tracking Trials
Where did the time go? I often look up after what I feel has been a few minutes to find that an hour has gone by. Where does the time go? What am I doing with it? Am I spending that much time looking at my “social networking”? What am I reading? How much time
home again
As we drove into our new town, I felt a sense of calm come over me. Not the feeling of “home” that I get when we drive into my beloved Pine Lake, but I still felt a bit of home anyway. Decatur is slowly growing on me, but it sure is no Pine Lake….
it’s the south, but it’s home
Today as the girls and I drove around here and there running errands, I was reminded once again that even though I still do not consider “the ATL” to be my home, “Atlanta” very much is our home. We moved to Georgia when Camille was only a few months old, and Chloe was born here.
all’s quiet
That’s something I can rarely ever write. As I mentioned, Camille and I tend to be homebodies. From the time Camille was born up until last October, it was rare that I had any time during the weekday that I was home alone. On the weekends or the evenings, Rob sometimes takes the girls out
hindsight is 20/20 or at least when corrected
As I face my plethora of ridiculous anxieties, I put myself in the place of my friends who are faced with issues that overshadow mine by leaps and bounds. I can DO that. I can this simpler thing. I *hate* any medical appointment, Yet today, after a year and a half, I managed to get
rethinking my to-do list
For better or worse, I have lived by a to-do list for the past 5+ years. My list is long and evolves very slowly. I have daily items, one time items and then longer term items all crowding my list. While I try to remember to make sure some of the one time and long
“Parking Wars” in Tybee Island
A couple months ago, i spent a recuperating-from-cleaning Sunday on the couch. Even with the 100 channels that we now get with our cable tv, I could find nothing to watch. I finally settled on a “Parking Wars” marathon. After watching what people have to go through to retrieve their towed cars, I vowed to
lessons in reality tv
For years, we lived without tv. We watched Disney and HGTV while traveling and that was plenty for us. When we moved to Decatur last fall, I decided that I was ready to get cable once again. Our tv watching comes and goes. Some weeks I watch too much. Other times, I can go weeks
escaping my “busy trap”
About a month ago I posted (“shared”?) a link on Facebook to a NYTimes Opinion piece The โBusyโ Trap. Ironically, I’ve been too busy since to post about why I felt this article was worth reposting. I’m busy, always busy. My daily to-do list is never, ever something that can actually be accomplished in a
perfection, ignored
Despite my resolution to write whatever is on my mind, I can’t seem to get past my “perfection” issues. I know, what I have written in this blog isn’t perfect and, truly, not even great. But every post takes a whole lot of my energy from the conception to the writing to the decision to
all by myself
Earlier this week, I won tickets to go see Rachael Sage and Sonia at Eddie’s Attic. Unfortunately, Rob wasn’t scheduled to return from Salt Lake City until late in the evening. While I put it out there that I’d welcome company, I had no takers. Should I go on my own? Should I just skip
On Unbecoming a Vegetarian
Here and there for the past year, I’ve commented about my flirting with not being a vegetarian any longer. After 31 years of not eating meat, it is no easy task incorporating meat back into the diet. I *could* walk into the McDonald’s across the street, plunk down my money and order some chicken nuggests
And now what …?
For months, I’ve been blaming my lack of posting on not having time. And yet, finally, I have found time. Time to read. Time to move forward on Camille’s homeschooling, this past year’s and next’s (Historian? geologist? Ping me.). Time to think about organizing LEGOs (which take up every nook and cranny here in our
i can see a glimmer of light
The month of April had us at home for about ten days; we first went on spring break, then to the Bahamas for my sister’s wedding and then to NYC for Kindiefest. Of course, we’ve had months where we were home for fewer days than that, but somehow re-entry has been more challenging than ever.
Dumbledore’s Shell
I was startled awake this morning after the most bizarre dream: I was preparing to clean Dumbledore’s cage … one fo those annoying, but necessary, weekly chores. I had put Dumbledore down on the bed (?) for the duration of the cage-cleaning process. Instead of staying put like a good little turtle, she sprinted to
break it down
You’d think that at after four decades and multiple degrees, it would be the first thing that pops in my head when faced with an overwhelming or even just plain old confusing task. A big project is hanging over my head. I’m hyperventilating, seeing no way to tackle something this large. How can I get
an epiphanous moment
This morning, I got right down to work after getting Chloe up and fed. Work out of the way, I took care of my other, now greatly reduced projects. And, when I was done, it was still before noon. Noon!! As Wednesday is the day that Camille and I try out a new Decatur restaurant,
GBK Gwyneth
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