Getting Things Done [RANT]

A friend invited my tiny hobbits and I to see a live performance of “Annie” with her family this past Saturday. Having never seen more than a few minutes of any version, I was excited as they were. One gave extra cuddles every time the performance reminded us what an orphan is. The other fell in love with dog. But what really caught my heart was how she stretched to her full height and moved to the edge of her seat to watch one of the intricate dance numbers. 

They found the next day less exciting with church as usual, but it started a little later, so they were up and ready well before we needed to leave the house last year. Then it was back to school for them and slowly digging out of the holiday mess for me. My trash and recycling people might get fuller cans than normal from us this week. 

Then Monday came and they returned to school. My legs are in an uproar about my sudden return to taking walks and my renewed obsession with tidying my house. I’m starting small, but I have lots of rooms that need attention. Maybe someday, my house will be clean enough to just maintain instead of constantly trying to dig my way out of the mess. Does that happen with kids?

In other news, my oldest thought messing around in daddy’s office was the best way to spend Tuesday night. This created a day for grumping. Since the day also included two special activities just for her, she didn’t get the most out of her day. The same principle holds true when I fail to get my beauty sleep. I feel like we all have that failing, so let’s try to get some good sleep from now on.

My youngest enjoyed an activity at church while sister grouchily slumbered on the couch. The kids went from station to station, trying to complete tasks and getting to know each other. I think the favorite station was the one where they put a cracker or cookie on their forehead and tried to get it to their mouth without using their hands. Definitely fun to watch. I didn’t try it myself, but some of the kids made it look like a task I could not complete without lots of trial and error. I was busy trying to motivate anyone at all to come drop tiny animals into a vase from their forehead.

Not much else to chat about. I did take down my Christmas tree. Yes, we put one up this year. I have already filled that space with boxes that I hope will help declutter the house. Come on 2026, we’ve got this. 

New Beginnings On Our Minds [RANT]

This poor blog falls into a bit of neglect every time the real world throws up roadblocks to getting my words out there. And festive roadblocks abound in the latter months of every year. I’d say costumes start all the wild distraction, but those who know me have heard how I put a costume together by rooting through my stash. That means costumes distract me all year round. If people aren’t appreciating me, I can always hide away and dress as someone else (and then write about it).

You have read about my obsession with pie, pie, pie, turkey, pie, pie, and more pie. And my last post obviously shared my love for Christmas assemblies and disappointment in other people’s unwillingness to think about other people as they celebrate how adorable their kids are. I hope I made it clear that all of the children and many of the adults were adorable.

Then I disappeared into a whirl of wrapping paper, updating a list and checking it twice, opening gifts from secret Santas, packing to be elves ourselves, and continuing to work through a myriad of other life complications that my casual reader need not worry about…

So now I write and give a brief update. I have returned from being a guest in a house where one of the hosts was recovering from major surgery. I assure you I suggested we stay elsewhere (like a hotel) and visit most of the day so the patient could recuperate without tiny clones cavorting around him for three days straight. I was vetoed. My children kept the patient company (or awake) at all hours, but he didn’t complain and thankfully seemed to be improving over the course of our stay. I hope his body made the resolution to keep getting healthier as this year progresses.

My resolutions are more of a list of foci that my brain generally bounces between. I just need to figure out how to keep that focus where it needs to be at varying times to make all my goals into reality. I won’t bore you with the entire list of twenty-five items to date.

However, you need to know that I shall continue updating this blog, hopefully weekly. I plan to keep this grumpy life log format here, since my fiction has moved to Substack. Follow me there for free or pay to subscribe for special and longer stories. I also need to expend more effort to get my crafts into the hands of appreciative buyers. I have a group on Facebook but that hasn’t been overly effective, so I need to find the best way to get people interested in paying me for my hard work.

Feel free to cheer me on in the best way you can and I wish you luck in keeping all your resolutions and meeting all your goals.