Day Forty Five, Wednesday Afternoon and Into the Night

Sometimes life seems as if I am living in a dream. Here I sit, scruffy little girl from the deep woods in Alaska, eating lunch from a Limoges luncheon plate, in my own house in a neighborhood I never thought I would own a house in, two little decorative dogs at my feet. How did I get here, so far away from where I started. Not completely refined but definitely with the roughness sanded down around the edges. I would never claim to be genteel, but I do believe that I can slip between nicer society and the wildness of my beginnings. I do go get pedicures, but I rarely brush my hair (I do NOT have tangly, dreadlocked hair though), I have grown up to be not one or the other, but picking and choosing from all sides of life. How fortunate for me that I am not stuck in any one place. Kind of. I know I rant on and on about being stuck with clutter and possessions and chaos, but this is a funny different thing. It's where I belong in the order of things and I think that the reason I am who I am is because I belong everywhere and anywhere.

That thought struck me as I was eating lunch, waiting for the appraise to come, it may or may not be true now, but it was true when I wrote it.

A whirlwind day of cleaning and clearing, starting with the second donation station drop off in as many days. I got rid of things I usually cling to, pillows, a quilt, things I usually hang on to because I might need them in the future. I might have an unexpected one never knows. But the name of the game is keep what you need and cannot replace, and since the cottage is so full of stuff, there is no room for guests anyway. I was surprised at how much I did get done before I had to go down and wait for the appraiser. The back deck was covered with tree litter, so I cleared that away and put the folding tables outside. I stacked bins and sorted stuff, I vacuumed and cleared the big room enough so it looks like an actual room and not the outer edge of a cyclone.

After Primo came home from school we spent some more time on digging out the back yard, it's coming along nicely, and even if it's not finished tomorrow or Friday, it will get done for sure. It is satisfying to see things move forward. I think if I have time tomorrow, I will measure the cottage windows and see if it's possible to replace hem without too much hassle.

Yay, Canada is green on my stat map again, welcome back Canada!

It was such a lovely day with lots of movement towards completion on my projects, and I spent time with each member of my family in different and enjoyable ways, digging out the yard with Primo, grocery shopping with Prima and her friend FM, a lively and happy dinner with everyone including FM, watching nostalgic music videos with TR while the girls made cookies and Primo did homework. It was altogether full and fulfilling and I am in a happy place.

Tomorrow I have a dentist appointment and then I plan on working up in the cottage some more. As soon as I get pictures uploaded onto my computer, I will start posting progress photos. And I think I need to move forward with painting the kitchen. TR left out the painting bin, so maybe all I need to do is buy paint and primer. I may do the bathroom at the same time, I think it's all primed and ready to be painted. Quite a lot to think about and keep me busy!

So in the original scheme of things, I only have 2 1/2 weeks left (I seem to have used creative math when calculating my original amount of time!). I still haven't heard from my ex-boss even after we spoke at the work site, and as I am officially NOT employed there anymore, I am not planning on returning on the 18th. I feel free and glad that I am not obligated to sacrifice myself for "the good of the team" when my co-worker never did and has been given no consequences for that. Perhaps I should let that timeline drive my efforts, just in case, but as of now I have a little wiggle room!

That's all, goodnight!

big things have small beginnings