One box at a time ... one day at a time...

February 19, 2012

It's a pretty "Son"day in North Texas.  I sat out on the back porch, sipping on my cup of coffee, and gazing over my gardens.  Some of the perennials have started poking out of the ground and it won't be long until new growth sticks up from the shrubs and rose bushes.  Each Spring, I marvel at the rebirth of plants and trees that lay dormant over the Winter.

I spent the morning listening to Joel Osteen and other various preachers on television.  As usual, Joel gave a great sermon and I felt that surge of energy to get off my duff and start readying for another move.  As of right now, I have packed six boxes of my beloved Johnson Brothers Friendly Village dishes.  Michael watches me from the couch ... he is sickly.  I am trying to make mental notes of putting together a plan for the next couple weeks ... order tables for a garage sale, get permit, price things, move boxes to Central Texas into storage, and on and on...  It is my hope and prayer that everything will go at the garage sale even if I have to give things away.

Michael was thinking that some of my homemade chicken soup would make him feel better so I have put the chicken on to simmer.  It sure smells good!  While I'm at it maybe some fresh bread would be good too!  I find myself getting distracted and pulled in different directions...  

Day brightener!!  Just got off the phone with my friend, Elaine.  We are making plans for a rendezvous for six of us next July.  She said we would make some homemade pizza (with hot dogs of course!) and have a grand time!!  Pam sent me the web site of the lake house we are renting and it looks glorious!!  I just know we will have a wonderful time laughing like we have since we were in kindergarten!!  I will plan to stay on a week or so and do some digging to find more information on my mother's side of the family and also hope to connect with cousins and my brother and family.  More adventures to look forward to!!

Dr. Sorin showed me how to do some exercises to strengthen the muscles in my neck.  I do them three times a day.  Like anything new, I can feel the pull in my neck which is good.  I remember the days when I did weight lifting and went to the gym five days a week.  I was rarely sick and able to move mountains ... well, almost.  I think what made it fun was working out with family and coworkers.  One of my coworkers at that time was a former Playboy Bunny and she wanted to keep her bunny tail in shape.  he he  I see folks my age competing in marathons and staying fit ... I wish I had a fondness for training but I don't.  I like the results though!  I will have plenty of yard work to keep me busy at the little casa so will be fit as a fiddle in no time.  Go Miss Dottie!!

I am looking around me and wondering what to do next.  I picked up a book and found myself drawn to reading a chapter or two.  I found some family photos and was drawn into yesteryear.  Focus, Dottie, focus!!  I laugh ... now I know why some people live in one house all their lives and never move ... they die and leave the cleaning out to their family!!  Upsizing doesn't have the challenges as does downsizing.  In the end, we leave it all anyway!  I giggle ... I never did like having someone clean up after me so the more I do and give away the better it will be.

One of the girls next door is practicing her flute.  I will miss those four young ladies ... they like to hang out the windows of their upstairs bedrooms and peek over the fence to greet me.  The twins were babies when they moved in ... now they are in second grade.  Goodness how time flies!  They've grown up before my eyes ... I've grown older in theirs!  Wasn't too long ago and they asked me, "Miss Dottie, what happened to your dark hair?"  I smiled and replied, "Well, my son and daughter shaved my head and this was the color that grew back."  Their mouths gaping open, they exclaimed ... "Reaalllyyy?"  All kids love a good story.  This one happened to be true!

I've stalled long enough and it's time to get back to sorting and packing.  My chicken soup is nearly done and I have a husband who is singing for his supper!  When I think about it, didn't the Lord tell us that we were to rest on the seventh day??  Tomorrow will be a good day to pack ... no, wait a minute, we meet with Lupe tomorrow at the little casa.  Tuesday ... Tuesday, would be good!  Somehow, I know that with a few days of expert organized flurry, things will get done and we will be on our way to our next destination!  Did I ever mention that I am the proverbial optimist??

Wherever you are and whatever you're doing, I wish you love and joy!!    I hope that you've enjoyed your "Son"day as much as I have enjoyed mine.  I am signing off and will be on to my next job ... that of chef and server!!

God bless you and yours real good!!!