Ralph Waldo Emerson
Early Friday morning, I got up and spent 45 minutes working on a post for this blog. I was preparing to go to the oncologist at 11 AM to find out what my Wednesday's CT scan had shown, and was spilling my emotions out on the computer. After getting all my worries and drama written, I hit the wrong button on the program and all my work disappeared. I'm kinda glad it did. It's out there in cyberspace somewhere. And it turned out that there was no need to moan and groan about what might be.
EVERYTHING IS FINE! Thank goodness. It appears the node thingy on my lung is very common, especially in Midwesterners, due to the farm chemicals and such that we breath in. After all, I was a farmer's daughter and probably sucked in a lot of that stuff when I was younger. I guess that's what they mean when people say "Don't sweat the small stuff . . . 'cause it's all small stuff!" You got to roll with the punches and take what comes your way, And lots of time, it's a good outcome and you've just wasted a bunch of precious energy worrying.
So, onto my every day boring stuff. I have gotten into the "cleaning out" phase of my life. Yes, I am channeling Marie Kondo again, I tied into my closets again, determined to get rid of all the things I have not worn for a long time. Remember, if it doesn't give you a feeling of joy when you hold the item, get rid of it. Okay. That's harder than you can imagine. Here comes the difficult part. I actually took picture of my closets. And I'm sharing them with you!! Brave, aren't I? Now I don't have big walk-ins like most people do, with their modern homes. My little house was build in 1938 (started out as a horse barn or some such thing), and it's been added onto a couple of times. Therefore, our closets are minimal. Hey, maybe that's the root of my problem. Anyhoo, I am sick of everything being crammed into a too-small space. It's like shoving 10 pounds of sugar into a 5 pound sack. So . . . here goes. The dreaded BEFORE pictures.
Yup, that's a whole lot of crap. Then, I worked feverishly for several hours (actually just a couple) and deleted a large portion of things. I am so proud of myself. Marie Kondo would be proud of me.
GOD BLESS YOU ALL AND GOD BLESS OUR COUNTRY