It’s that time of year


Madera Canyon Veteran’s Day hike

I have to confess my mind has not been on blogs, either reading them or writing this one. This time of year I always suffer from ‘monkey mind’. I am not sure if that is the scientific term or something I picked up from “Gilmore Girls” but monkey mind it is.

Each morning I sit down with my bullet journal and look at my weekly to-do list and write my daily to-do list.  And then my brain jumps to Christmas.

Christmas??  Here is the thing:  I love Thanksgiving.  It is my favorite holiday.  What could be better than cooking a lot of food, eating a lot of food, watching a parade and football and a nice post dinner, pre-pie walk? I worry that one year people will take down their Halloween decorations and go straight to Christmas.  I have no intention of taking down autumn until 1 December.  And then I will put up some wintry items but most of Christmas will come out gradually, peaking around mid-December.  Our live tree?  Not up until Christmas week.

But here is what my brain does two weeks before Thanksgiving when I go to write the day’s to do list:

Start to write down items for the day.

Start thinking about Christmas gifts.  Check excel spreadsheet where I jot down ideas and color code items already purchased.  Delete items already given to son for birthday.

Make another list of things to be bought on-line.

Make a list of items to be purchased around town.  Make a list of stores.  Look at calendar and decide when to go to each store.

When am I going to wrap presents?  Where will I hide them?  Which presents will be from Santa and which from family?  When do I need to mail packages?

When will we do “A Christmas Story” movie night?  Don’t forget 6 December is St. Nicholaus’ birthday, make cake.

Move on.

Look at Calendar again, when are we leaving for Flagstaff?  Note: buy E some new gloves.  Add gloves to shopping list.

My hair has really been looking good lately, I hope this phase lasts awhile. Um, okay, why am I thinking about this?

Look at calendar and wonder when to deliver cookie plates to neighbors.

Look through cookbooks to figure out what types of cookies to make.  What to make for bowling potluck?  Guild luncheon is 1 December.  What dessert to bring for that?  When will I do all this baking?


Wait, have I even planned the Thanksgiving menu?  What about a shopping list for that?  When am I going to go to the commissary for the turkey?

Ack, what about dinner tonight?  Back to today’s to-do list.  By now my brain hurts and I call the hubby and ask him to bring dinner home.  A girl can only do so much during the holidays.


Sherlock:  Don’t forget to add walk the dog to the list!


The chaos of the new flooring install has begun. It is a bit of a relief to have it started. I am surprised at how stressed I have been feeling. We spent the last four days moving everything we could upstairs or out to the garage.  I have made a list of things I can do upstairs and created a little work space in my bedroom.  I even remembered to make a lunch for myself and stash it in a cooler upstairs.  Hopefully my husband remembers to bring dinner home.  Today the workers are taking out the tile in the kitchen and everything is covered with plastic.



See how scary this looks?  This is my old office, now the playroom, currently the storage area of downstairs items.


Five days of no cooking, laundry or cleaning.  Five days of not being able to find anything.  None of my precious bits of solitude.  A complete disruption of the normal rhythm of my days.  I can’t even watch tv as “my” tv and dvr are downstairs.  Every time I think about it I feel the start of a headache.

Instead I am trying to focus on what I can accomplish this week. I can do lots of stuff on the computer:  research Christmas present ideas, work on my calendar for 2016, create a sheet for counting the hunger loose change jar at church and of course write a blog post or two.

Other projects for the week include setting up a bullet journal for a One October start date.  I have been reading a lot about it and want to give it a try.  It seems like it would be my sort of thing. I want to spend an hour a day cleaning out my son’s room.  I have a needlepoint project I can try and finish this week while listening to the “Treasure Island” audiobook.

I may also sort through my books using the “KonMari” principles.  Since they are all upstairs and pretty much together I thought this would be a perfect opportunity.

I have set aside most of next week to moving things back downstairs. The plan is to do more KonMari type purging with the focus on DVDs and CDs.  I also want to rearrange the dining room/office area a bit. I really miss having my office upstairs.  As I feared, my son doesn’t use his new play room much at all.  I debated swapping back with some more modifications but I really don’t want the toys scattered downstairs again.

Instead I am going to tweak the office set up a bit and see if I can make it more to my liking.  And if that doesn’t work and the play room is still  being under-utilized maybe we will swap back after the first of the year.  I love the idea of redoing my office from scratch.  I would like to get rid of all the makeshift pieces of furniture and buying a new set up that really fits the space and my needs. Doubtful but a girl can dream!

So I have managed to pass the first couple of hours.  I am still feeling pretty stressed.  There is a lot of noise downstairs:  a loud fan, their radio, loud conversation and all the banging and scraping of tile being removed.  And now there is the added fear of “what if I don’t love the new flooring?”  Agghhh.

I remind myself to breathe.  I am going to go sort my son’s Christmas books.  I will not panic!  I will consult the list of things to do this week and keep busy.  Deep breath.