Status Report: April

Sitting…at my desk.

Digesting…my supper, which was, ironically, a farm fresh egg omelet using eggs laid by local chickens. I say ironically because I recently announced that this post highly annoyed me. I’m content to receive my food with thanksgiving and not ask too many questions about where it came from.

(What annoys me is making these things into “gospel” issues. The true gospel brings believers from all walks of life together and doesn’t set up new dietary “laws” to divide them. And I know believers who have different ideas about so-called ethical eating or food purchasing, and it does divide.)

Feeling…a little tired after a day spent with the grandchildren. We went on two long walks—one in the morning and one after naps. I am pleased that they love walks in the bush. Life with young children goes so much better when they spend big chunks of the day outdoors.

Noting…that my grandson is walking. He’s short little guy; that means he’s extra cute as he toddles around. I now have no grandbabies, only grandtoddlers. 

Wondering…when I am going to find time to finish painting the trim in the bathroom painting project I mentioned in last month’s status report. 

Anticipating…the end of winter. I’m hoping it’s this month. But as you know, I live in the north of Canada, so it might not come until the middle of May. 

Reading…this book. Yes, still. It’s a biggy, and I’m happy to report that I’m about two-thirds of the way through it. Also doing some reading as research for some things I need to write this month.

Remembering…that life, each day of it, is a good gift, and every minute of it belongs to God, who created time itself.

Hoping…you are enjoying spring even if I’m not … yet.

Saying…goodnight. 

Status Report: March

Sitting…on the couch in the living room.

Eating…a bowl of raisin bran as a bedtime snack.

Dreading…this weekend’s time change. I don’t need it. Nobody needs it. Why mess with our circadian rhythms for nothing? Want more daylight? Get up earlier.

And think about this: Now that they’ve extended daylight savings time from the beginning of March thru the beginning of November, we spend more time on fake time than real time. We’re all living lies for eight months of the year.

Finished…phase 2 of my bathroom painting painting project. I painted the green cupboard white. Three coats, inside and out, because green paint doesn’t like to be covered. Phase 1 was painting the walls white, and phase 3 will be painting the rest of the trim white. I’m going to have me an all-white bathroom. 

Missing…the grandchildren. Two have their far away grandma visiting this week, and the other’s been sick, so I’ve not had them here for their weekly grandma visits. I used the extra time for the painting project, so it all worked out, but still, I’ve missed them.

Pleased…with youngest granddaughter’s new home. They are moving this week to a better house (Remember all their furnace problems?), with a better yard (It has grass.), in a better location (not a slum), at a better price. My granddaughter runs through the house with her arms in the air shouting, “New home!”

Reading…the same books as last month. But I’ve made progress in each one, so that’s something.

Counting…the weeks until garage sales start, the leaves are on the trees, and the garden is planted.

Hoping…your March brings you spring and my March doesn’t bring me snow. (I’ll have to wait until April or May for spring, I’m afraid.)

Saying…goodnight. 

Status Report: February

Sitting…on a couch in the living room.

Waiting…for bedtime. 

Feeling…tired. So tired. But I’m afraid if I go to bed too early it will end up being an evening nap instead. I’m trying to tough it out until 10pm.

Enjoying…a lit string of Christmas lights across the mantle and a candle burning on the coffee table. And quiet.

Not enjoying…the colder weather. It’s not terribly cold (yet!), but this winter, up until now, has been so warm that what we’re having now, which is fairly average, feels miserably cold to me. The forecast is for some really, truly cold weather next week. How will I feel then?

Planning…to clean the house tomorrow. I have toddlers here for two days a week or more, and it’s amazing how much dirtier my home becomes. Sticky fingers, crumbs, noses on glass—and this week, pen and pencil scribbles covering the whole length of the wall behind the couch. The girls often care for their “babies” behind my couch, so it didn’t raise any red flags when they disappeared back there on Wednesday. But this time, it wasn’t dolls they were playing with. 

I had them help me clean the wall, but remember, they’re toddlers: A pail of water and a cleaning rag are even more fun than a ball point pen. I’m guessing this was not a deterrent for them. 

It’s a good thing they’re cute.

Not planning…to watch much—or maybe any—of the Olympics this time around. Will you be watching?

Reading…From Heaven He Came and Sought Her and The House of Wittgenstein: A Family at War. I’ve added God’s Wisdom in Proverbs to the stack, but haven’t begun reading it yet.

Wondering…where January went? January is supposed to be the slow month, the month for reading and jigsaw puzzles and sitting by the fire, but I’m afraid there was very little or none of that this year. I blame the two week January thaw.

Hoping…the Raptors start winning again.

Wishing…you a warm February without too much snow to shovel or too many rainy days.