All my big talk about “getting it done” yesterday, I realized this morning that I had sort of knocked off too soon. NOW the paint has been re-contained – I had a lot left over – SHOCK – I had been concerned about having enough. OK- there is more that could/should be that color but it ain’t gon a get that color right away. The paint is going into storage & that $1.19 brush is going in the trash. It served me well except for a few loose bristles that no will notice so remember that when you come over, NO ONE WILL NOTICE, Right? (chuckle). The day started out tackling the roof repair. Naturally there were more spots that needed “fixen.” As for as I can judge visually – I GOT THEM and if I missed one – don’t sit under it if it rains. (chuckle)
My “overall check list“ goes like this-
Shorty’s place- stocked and ready;
The guest room – ready;
the paint/roof repair DONE;
the bar totally trashed;
the courtyard and back patio trashed
and I need to clean the inside of the Ford and check the fluids etc.
I had fully intended to go uptown to the Brewery this evening and listen to my buddy Mike play and have a brew. Nope! I have lights and I can get a head start on tomorrow this EARLY evening.
ATTENTION NEW LIST-
take a short break- that much WILL get done as I type;
pickup tools & ladders etc;
get courtyard stuff (tables & chairs etc) back in place.
Tomorrow- EVERYTHING else and be at Mesa Gateway by 7:30 PM.
The last couple of months have been a real awakening for me. I knew I was struggling with the after effects of grief and missing Sherry. I didn’t realize how much I’d let everything go and “stuff” didn’t get done and I didn’t much care either. “Later and tomorrow” have become my bywords and I don’t like it – I know that slippery slope and don’t like where it goes. There is a price for “getting it done” but the price for NOT is usually more and lasts a lot longer than some physical pain and mental forced discipline. I know when I’m in trouble- when I don’t even get the things done that I really want to do not to mention wanting them done. Darn- I forgot to warn you to turn your collar around cause it was confession time AGAIN. I know I’m preaching to the choir. We all hit times like I’ve described, ain’t nothing special about it. The special part comes in by figuring out - Well I haven’t found that yet. Must be something akin to climbing a mountain- Don’t look down (back), grab the next handhold you can see, go for it and Pray. See- I even had that in the wrong order. Reverse the order and see how it fits.
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