Some days you can be busy from dawn to dusk and when the day is done, you just don’t know why it went by so quickly. Yesterday was very much like that. There were many things that I had been neglecting around the house that needed attention and it seemed that I spent most of the day doing that. It was not unpleasant though, as getting things accomplished around the house always seems to bring me a sense of satisfaction. I like being organized and find that I get much more accomplished when things are in order. Although I did the basic scrubbing and cleaning, I have yet to attack the closets and go through the supplies that I want to load into my new case and reorganize things there. It seems that I am going to have to plan almost a full day for that, however, as the task is nothing that can be accomplished quickly.
I tend to put off those things, even though I know that they are quite functional and that once it is behind me I will wonder why I didn’t get at it sooner. I don’t quite know why I am like that. I suppose that when I prioritize things in my mind, it isn’t really bad enough to come out on top of the list, so I make due with the way things are until I can’t stand it anymore. The problem there is that I think about having to do it in the undefined near future and it is just another thing on “the list” to clutter things up.
Maybe I should do it today . . .
It’s Monday and being an American/Canadian it is somewhat of a half holiday for me. I have been here in Canada seven years now and even though I feel that I have been welcomed warmly, I still feel homesick at times. I like the thought of dual-citizenship. It allows you to be a part of both countries without having to give up the other. After all, I do pay taxes in two countries, so I may as well be able to have the benefits of calling both of them my home. It eliminates that either/or mentality that would be an emotional struggle for just about anyone. After all, sometimes it is hard enough being in a different country on its own. If I were to have to add that I was no longer a citizen of my native home, I don’t think I would be able to stand it. There is and always will be a part of me that belongs in America. My children are there as well as many, many memories and people that have defined me and made me who I am. I love to go back and visit and I never fail to feel a sense of pride and belonging each time I cross the border.
I suppose that when I most feel my ‘newness’ here are during some of the holidays. The two that are the most noticeable seem to be Independence Day and Thanksgiving. In Canada, we have “Canada Day” which is usually right around the first of July. It is celebrated much like Americas’ fourth, with parades and picnics and parties. I have many fond memories of Independence Day from both my own childhood all the way through to my children’s. We always had a bar-b-que and went swimming at the local park district where they had carnivals and music and bands and the evening was topped off with a huge fireworks show at the local high schools. I think of my friend Cari and pulling the kids in the wagons and sitting on blankets with snacks to watch the fireworks and they are some of the fondest memories I have.
But now things are so different. The kids are all grown up and on their own, and Cari is no longer with us and so many other things in life has changed that it would be impossible to have things the same. I find as I am writing this that I sound old. Looking back on these experiences and the many phases that my life has gone through make me realize how fortunate I have been (and still am) to have so many wonderful experiences and so many good friends and family. I don’t look back on those busy times with any regret. I look back on them with happiness. To me it is like watching a favorite movie over and over again. Each time you see it, you find something else to appreciate about it. You don’t seem to ever tire of it either.
Perhaps that is why I look at each day and experience the way I do. I try to appreciate every single one for what they are. Maybe it is a sign of maturity or maybe it is just a sign of getting older. I don’t mind though because it is good to be aware of these things I feel.
Well, I don’t know what got me off on that tangent! Too much thinking. I have been watching my friends and family on facebook and seeing pictures and hearing of their long weekend celebrations and I suppose it stirred up some things inside of me.
It’s Monday and it is raining here. Pouring actually. It is much darker now than it was when I awoke an hour ago and the sky is just opening up. It’s an in-between day for me where I am not driven by any particular project. It seems that those are sometimes the least productive days, and other times the most. I need to set a short term goal and have a cause to start moving toward. I have several choices of which direction to head. The new candle trays are selling well already so I should probably do more of them. The little antique animals are doing nicely too, so there is another choice. I need to really map out the scroll saw class that I will be doing online here too. And then the closet . . .
I am going to pour another cup of coffee and sit a bit and think. Perhaps in my mind I will come up with a good way to prioritize these things that makes sense. It is just a matter of deciding.
We all get days like this, and I am no exception. Just by writing things down, I am already leaning in a direction. The rain is letting up too. And it is once again beginning to get brighter out. Its odd how quickly the storm can pass. Although I don’t quite know how, I am somehow certain it is going to be a good day. I hope you have a good one also.
-- Designer/Artist/Teacher. Owner of Sheila Landry Designs (http://www.sheilalandrydesigns.com) Scroll saw, wood working and painting patterns and surfaces. "Knowledge is Power"