Then, there are those things we put on ourselves. Like redoing flower beds because you did it wrong the first time. Then creating a new walkway and a new flowerbed, planting grass here and tearing it up over there.
There are decorations to buy, food to plan, things to borrow, rooms to clean, a garage to empty and life didn’t change its plans, you just added more to it. Ironically, your senior doesn’t care. Oh, she will appreciate everything you’ve done and will be doing for her but she would do that whether you planted grass or not. The people at the open house are coming to see her and you, not your grass or your flowers.
So, I’m not stressing…much. I’ve slowed down my writing (poetry), my art is at a crawl but I gave up some sleep last week to get up before sunrise to spend some quality time with Petrichor, my Pentax camera. Yes, I named my camera. Just me and nature and not another human soul in sight. It was peaceful and rejuvenating.
So, while I still have pictures to go through, a party to plan, a sweet sixteenth birthday and a graduation to attend, I just remind myself that I’m surrounded by beauty and life is good.