I will not wax poetic about my country today. I love my people. We are a way cool group (for the most part because as we know there are assholes in almost every group). No. Today, I’m declaring my independence from unrealistic expectations. I no longer will accept the unrealistic expectation (sometimes my own) that I can “have it all.” First off, I don’t want it all. I can’t handle or take care of it all. Secondly, I’m middle-aged. Having it all means having more energy to do it all and I don’t have that energy any more. Thirdly, I’m a caregiver. That means the time I would use for “having it all” needs to be taken by my Mum (and, wives and mothers you are not exempt from this title). Fourthly (is that even a word?)and finally, it is not my desire to have an epitaph that reads “She had a clean house and was very tidy”. I can assure you, my epitaph (if there is one and I do think I would prefer it to read “Wicked bitch”) will not say I was tidy or that I have a clean house. You are most welcome in my house, but you had best not care one rat’s ass if it’s clean or tidy. Cocktails will be served. Thank you.
I was out walking with my Grover this morning and that whole paragraph up there just sort of bubbled up. I’m not a good exerciser. I walk the dog. In fact, I had wanted a dog for years just to make sure I would get out. When I got Dylan Thomas in 1998, I started out walking him twice a day. When life and reality got in the way, we went to early a.m. walks and I have stayed with that ever since. Grover body slams me in the morning he gets so excited about his walk. A full body slam. He starts jumping and slams into me. Full body contact. When he first started it in the winter, the house was dark and he would body slam me into furniture or just knock me down. Now, I expect it and brace myself. I will not correct exuberant behavior when I can prepare myself for it.
Once again, no knitting to report. I’m not in a funk or unhappy or anything like that at all. I’m disorganized and, oh hell, I’m me. I have a new routine. When I’m a bit slow at work I go to Ravelry and check out the new patterns. If I do this once a week or so, I can keep up without putting a huge amount of time into it. I am so impressed by the incredible creativity and beauty that is this knitting/crocheting community. I’m sorry. I have the giggles. I just typed crotcheting instead of crocheting. I’m easy.
That is an echinacea (purple coneflower). This is a July flower in these here parts. It is also invasive. I yank the extras all the time. The roots of this flower are used in the tinctures and herbs folks take to build up their immunity. It is also very pretty. Please have a safe and enjoyable 4th!