Soon after the first of the year I made a list, a pretty long list (okay, a very long list), of things that need repairing, building, tearing down, cleaning up, etc. I wish I hadn't done that. I look at that list periodically and then put it down and walk away. It's simply overwhelming and I choke. Yesterday I tried a new approach. I made another list. "Things I Must Do Today." I wrote just three items, three things I thought might be manageable in one day. Three things are a way to take little bites out of the whole megillah, little nibbles that can actually be accomplished in a day. Since one thing on yesterday's list was to go to town and pick up Bessie Anne's heartworm medicine, I was able to cross off only two, but I'm new at this process and I'm not going to beat myself up over it. I just moved that chore down a notch to today's list and added two more. This could work!
Nature is playing with us. She gives us a little taste of spring and then takes it away. Mornings have been down in the 30s, close to freezing, and I had to pull one of those closeted turtleneck shirts down again yesterday. The deck and fields are white with heavy frost this morning. She teases with a hint of rain, but doesn't keep her promise. The word fickle comes to mind.
Now where did I put that list?