expectations

I'm supposed to blog every day. It's supposed to be fun. NOT!!! I'm 57 years old and I work hard all day and the last thing, the very last thing, I want to do is think, type, edit, sound coherant. So, I'm guilty of not blogging every day. I think about it but sit down on the couch and fall fast asleep. But tonight I thought I'd take a minute to say how very sad it is that Christopher Reeves wife died of cancer. Their child is an orphan and he must be feeling very vulnerable and alone at this moment. Nothing can bring his folks back and I'm hoping he can make it through this very very rough time. WE all need to remember how vulnerable we are to death and who we will leave behind.

My hubby put up a light on a shelf and now I can start seedlings. When I get a moment of energy. I confess I can hardly wait to see if I might succeed where I so often fail. I'm hoping to have pics in a few weeks of growiing little green things. :0)

They say time flies when you're having fun. Well, maybe so, I have yet to try that fun thingy. Time is flying and I'm having trouble keeping everything within reach. My enthusiasm for life and my projects far outrun my energy. I don't feel old. I feel tired. Now, I have just finished a seven day course of antibiotics for a sinus infection that I though would pop my eyeballs right out of my head, so maybe tired is just the backlash. I'll let you know when I post the pics of the little green growiing things. LOL