May 24, 2015

Morning time happens fairly regularly and I suppose I am grateful for that.  Again there was a desire to accomplish much in a change-my-life-completely kind of way.  Such thoughts add a high expectation.

 

The first idea was to clean and organize.  I find that I am dreadful at both.  The cleaning is mundane,  the organizing is…a fantasy.  In reality, I end up folding and re-placing.  What good is that?  I did get a lot thrown away in my file cabinet and may have accomplished a bit there, but it feels under-executioned <new word!!> 

I filed my taxes!!  Finally was given the K1 schedule and so Uncle Sam got his stuff.  At one point I was concerned about getting it done correctly and so I contacted Conrad – he was at a jam session, however, so I went ahead and did what I could.  Later, he promised he, Anne and T would come visit me in the federal pen if and when my impatience is disapproved of by the IRS.  He assures me the federal penitentiary is pretty nice.

 Fortunately after the long-ish midday tax filing break, I was re-energized and jumped into a re-going-through (which was a sorting of sorts…sale stuff here, trash stuff there, re-placed stuff in its place).  Lots of “re” done tonight.  I went through lots of old stuff that I have held on to for decades (no, I cannot throw away my pencil box from 2^nd grade with the rad cupcake smelly stickers inside).  I found maps of swimming adventures in our pool.  Sweet god, I miss that house!  Glad, in a way, my mom sold it before the kids were born…I would have never heard the end of it.  I did have a glorious childhood being able to experience so many wonderful things.  I may not have the finances my parents had, but I do hope I show my children my love for them in trying to treat them to as many adventures as I can.  I decided tonight that I am going to get the three of us PADI certified for SCUBA so we can go dive in Costa Rica.  Snorkeling is nice, but I want to really experience these incredible coral reefs.  I’m excited.

 

My evening included bottling up my second batch of kombucha and making more tea, signing along to Ian Moore, Anders Osborne and the Avett Brothers.  I accidentally on purpose ate the pecan roll and peanut brittle I got for my exmominlaw in Texas, but I figured it was so many months old that really it was more of a favor I did for her and she is quite welcome.  Tomorrow the “plan” is to write up a case study.  I have plenty of clients to choose from, so I might as well begin. I’m excited for summer…my late nights have already begun.  <happyfacesmile>

Pictures:  A collage of my childhood adventures;  My neighbor's beautiful pine; Tax season is over!: A very special little heart, given to me when I was 15 by my first and only Italian boyfriend when I lived in Switzerland.  I've kept it all these years.