Lately, I feel overbooked (though not yet overwhelmed). For no particular reason, a lot of to-dos have converged at once. The car needs new tires, somebody had better file both business and personal taxes, I’m at the end of my COVID booster window and contemplating plane travel (to see the new grandson, of course), and kitties need various kinds of attention from the vet. A lot of running around and feeling scattered.
I used to run around far more peripatetically than this, and work a full time lawyer job, but them days are gone and I do not miss them. I suspect this burst of activity on my part (I schedule the vet appointments, I book the new tires appointment, oddly enough) is simply because spring is upon us.
The sunlight is more abundant and brighter (before the leaves come out). The landscape is popping with colorful flowers and trees in bloom. I wake to sunshine in my room, even after the time change (all together: Boo, Hiss, on the time change). I spend less energy wrangling fire wood or simply maintaining body temperature.
In the midst of my busyness, I do not want to miss the joys of spring, because they are abundant. Three months from now, when I am whining about the humidity, the bugs, the noise (fans, farm equipment, pick up trucks, mama cows separated from their babies), please, bloggin’ buddies, remind me of the following:
The beautiful flowers and their bright colors. (Somebody should have pruned that forsythia bush by the barn. I wonder who it could be?). The pleasure of not having splinters in my fingers nigh daily from feeding the wood stove its many meals per day. The litter boxes going for days without use because it’s nice outside. The smell and feel of sun-dried laundry. The joy of working in my flower beds. The beautiful sound of the stream greeting me first thing in the morning and the equally lovely chorus of birdsong.
I will soon miss the wood stove and its luscious radiant heat, not only because the weather will warm up, but also because burning wood is a climate no-no, and the Big Job this year will be installing heat pumps.
For now though, I can put my tweezers away, and be grateful not to need them. I can ease up on the litter-box patrol (some), I can dress in less than three layers (whee!), and leave stuff in the car without fear that it will freeze if I don’t unload it before morning.
Spring is here (despite some backsliding in the forecast) and I am grateful.
What will you be taking for granted later that you are appreciating now? What did you take for granted that you lately hold in greater esteem?
I think it’s time for a give away. To three commenters, I will send the web store title of their choice, and that includes audio titles and a pre-order for The Dreadful Duke!