Enga mellom fjella: where from across the meadow, poems sing from mountains and molehills. |
...on me. me: It's raining. A light but wet one. (Yes, sometimes the rain barely wets the pavement here.) Some leaves will fall but it should still be beautiful for a few days. Frost, possibly freeze, this weekend though. Can't complain. October has been lovely. I do like the rain. Just not grey skies for days on end. I travel during the winter to escape the grey not the cold. I can handle the cold. Where to go this year... or do I stay... Difficult either way. Portugal comes to mind. Cool but sunny in Algarve. So... feeling like I accomplished something yesterday by moving a cardboard wardrobe (with my Italian suits in it) into the closet. A bit of a squeeze as I forgot about the molding at the base of the walls. But it's in. I do a little then sit (write or read) or cook or.... I have so much to do that it doesn't matter what gets done as long as something is started and preferably finished. Finishing is another of my issues. Why do I do it this way? 1. Exhausted. Any exertion tires me out. 2. Overwhelm. I feel like nothing is getting done. So getting anything done and acknowledging that is good enough some days. 3. If I go from one task to another I'm tackling no. 1 and 2 in a positive way. Some tasks are more physical, others more mental. 4. There's a lot to be done. Unless I hire someone to unclutter and clean it's going to take awhile. 5. I keep up with dishes and my wash so that they don't add to the long list of undone chores. Portugal? I wouldn't have to unclutter or clean much! I travel light. Plus, I really liked it there. Sénégal and Colombia are still options. I could always visit Central America, even Costa Rica... someday. 52.314 |