Have you ever seen the commercial for Shriners Hospital when the little girl is asked what is love and she sweetly giggles and has a cute little smile and says a little bit embarrassed “I got nothing.”
Well this week I’m kind of in the same predicament. I’ve got nothing. I’ve been home a week now and all I’ve been doing is cleaning, supervising sheet rock installation, dealing with plumbers, leaking washing machine hoses and selecting flooring for the damage that was done this winter to my home by frozen water pipes. That’s just inside. Outside I had acres of leaves from last fall to be cleaned up. What happened to the good old days when you could set your pile of leaves on fire after the kids had fun jumping into them? Should I admit to loving the smell of burning leaves in the fall? Life used to be so much easier and so much more fun before ticks and the thinning ozone layer.
This week my Creative Center is being smothered by the realities around me. No wonder for centuries artists and musicians have needed patrons to create so that they would be free from worldly tasks. Mozart and Rembrandt wouldn’t even be in our vocabulary had they been forced to work at McDonalds to pay the rent instead of being able to create without fear of being kicked out of their flat.
I have always thought too much outside static short circuits creative energy and right now I am on overload without much sleep. All of a sudden Sophie, who usually sleeps at our feet, has decided to be a bed hog dog and pushes herself between our pillows so that my husband and I have about 5 inches to go before we wind up on the floor. She’s like a sack of potatoes in a coma when I try to get her to move. My daughter Alison told me to let her know I am the master because dogs do well when you tell them what they need to do. Well, obviously not this Lhasa.
So please forgive me this week friends. I’ve got nothing.
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Sandra's Hart My Over 60 Lifestyle Journey 
Time to downsize and seat back and relax. I’m trying to convince my husband of this. I spend the entire weekend supervising a yardman, planting flowers and tomatoes and herbs. I ache all over. Just came from having a mani/pedi. I still enjoy our weekend house but the yard is too big and I have to have it looking good. I’m not the type to let it go. Oh well, life is sweet and I have grandchildren who I am gong to meet on Thursday. I should not complain.
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I am right where you are! I am the one who does all the work here and as much as the house has been wonderful for my family, it has outlived its purpose. I am ready to move on. Fortunately Arthur agrees. I, too, like my surroundings as perfect as possible, but the older I get the less fun it is for me. More time to spend with children and grandchildren!
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