Lounging in the big chair, coffee at hand, dog on my lap, I try to simply sit. I could read, I could doze, I could watch curling… the list goes on. But, no… the mind will not slow down and allow me to do nothing. Here’s the dilemma, there are a multitude of little things, and some big projects, that I could be, should be doing. Even with the perfect setting, I am compelled to rise and get ‘things’ done!
    I’m working on another quilt. This time I have designed the pattern, a house. There are a variety of skies, differing grasses and flowers, and each house has a window or two, and a door with a button sewed on for a doorknob. It took a few tries to get the proportions of the roof and house, another try or two to be happy with the amount of sky, but I can live with the finished block. I was careful not to say the finished project, for I do have all forty of the squares complete, there is the joining and the quilting and the binding to go. There is no real urgency to finish… however I have three other projects I wish to begin and I try to get one done before I start the next. So instead of sitting I put in a bit of time at the sewing center.
    Calling loudly is a small project. With the home renovations going on I want to move the brooms and mops from one space to the closet with the hot water tank. I am so blessed!! In another closet are the tools I need. The battery operated drill, the various sizes of drill bits, and the whole set of screwdriver heads. The steps are to unfasten the cleaning supply holder from one wall and relocate it. I even have been gifted a level so the finished project is not akimbo. (I have the tools, I lack the proper jargon!) Fifteen minutes and it’s done, to my satisfaction.
    Popping back into the room under renovation, a laundry room becoming an accessible bathroom and laundry room, there are a few little things I can do. I have already removed the medicine cabinet and the rusting towel racks, and tidied up the existing shelving units. If I had another eighty years of life, I would want to become a carpenter, and create beauty out of wood. (An aside– my younger sister has taken a course in woodworking in the last couple of years and is now accumulating woodworking tools. She is an expert at working with stained glass, an expert at quilting and sewing and knitting and embroidery. And now woodwork! I wish!)
    A bit of sewing, a bit of puttering, and, always waiting for me, a bit of paperwork. There is a column to be written, a Sunday service to compose, a friendly letter to be written, and now, it’s accounting time! Numbers are not my friends. Shall I simply sit? I will, and possibly doze off while sitting. I am so thankful for my interests, for the material and goods available to me, and the time and interest to keep on doing!