I Manage....

This post won't make it to facebook, that's for sure. I guess the pain, the lack of response from the Doctors office, and the rain have made me grumpy. I swear I am usually calm, happy, optimistic, and content.

But...

I've spent the morning waiting for the phone to ring, putting off taking the little pills that turn the urine brown, stain everything, and don't do much good either, and cleaning up messes.

First, I hung the magnetic mini blinds on the French Doors. If you realized that they were fragile and cheap wouldn't you be gentle with them? The housekeeper can't get the hang of it and tries to raise them to wash the windows. The boys can't turn the door knob without bending them. And, in truth, one whole panel collapsed with me sitting on the sofa watching television. That was the cheap set! I should get the doors with the blinds enclosed in glass, but why? I love the way the light filters through these minis. I like the idea of these metal doors. I, myself, am content.

Next, I went into the yard and moved the patio furniture off of the grass. Yes, the patio is looking wonderful again - repaired, washed, and waiting for sealing that has been nearly three years coming. BUT it rained several inches yesterday and storms are in the forecast big time for the coming week. When you may not get to finish the work for a while, why leave the furniture out on the middle of the yard?  I've spent a fortune on the grass alone. Not to mention everything else I've done to try to have a " beautiful, secluded garden." I really don't want a setback.

Next, I tackled the garage. Little bikes pulled up behind the car were just begging to be backed over. Good towels were, somehow, thrown down in the garage floor. A basket full of cleaning tools (that I'm in the process of using)  had been spilled behind the storage boxes and left there. Bubble Stuff was sitting out in the middle of the floor with the lid not tightened. Good grief. You would think that the boys had been alone without supervision, but you would be wrong. So much for that.

On the bright side, the Wellness Mats for the kitchen arrived. One for in front of the sink and one to keep falling objects from the fridge from breaking or cracking the tile. Not just little hands this time. Old hands drop everything! The kitchen, breakfast room, and foyer were already tiled when I moved in. I did the laundry room and the bathrooms with much better quality material. Now, I asked myself. With the luck I'm having, will kitty sharpen her claws on the new microfiber? Needless to say, she has been relegated to the porch. Not today, she won't. She needs the fresh air anyway!

I met the Lake Chairman for the Homeowners when I was collecting my mail. Been there, done that; I don't envy him the job and he has more than one lake to oversee. Workers are gathering the trimmings from around the cul-de-sac today and dropping them in the middle of the lake and around the edges for the fish to enjoy. I liked this man, who rode up in a small pontoon boat with a trolling motor, very much. He also manages the annual Kids' Fishin' Tournament. I lobbied a little for the deer that live in the copse but, in truth, I am on the side of fire and personal safety. The area in question is minute comparative to the amount of green space we have just in the immediate area.

It's way past lunch time. I have a crisp lettuce wedge with Blue Cheese dressing, boiled shrimp with cocktail sauce, and tuna salad left over from yesterday's family dinner when we went into Summer mode and spread the picnic out casually on the coffee table. We'll probably continue to do it that way until school starts and the days get short again. I am the only person who ever has dinner on the patio. I don't see the point in worrying myself over the heat, the humidity, or a few insects.

I manage.