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Change. I've learned to embrace it, ride it out til the end. Sometimes I'm kicking and screaming, other times weeping with my eyes clinched tight. Once in awhile I ride like a dog in a car, head out the window snorting what life has to offer. Mother to young adult children, a marriage of thirty years, and a desert to mountain to valley waltz with God have shaped me into someone I never imagined I'd be. Life is short and I want to live it. Tears, sighs, laughter and change. Every morsel granted to me. Scrambled, shaken or stirred.

Tuesday, July 21, 2009

Scribble and Scrambles ~ I'll See Your Challenge, XTA

So apparently some readers think I'm way too into the grand dogs and have gone so far as to loan out their children to pep up my life.

Thanks...but not so much.

In light of the need to get a more interesting and exciting life, I decided to devote the first Saturday in months wherein I did not have to leave the house until after dark to a creative day.

Yes, I should have done many, many other things. I should have written a few articles to send out for possible publishing...this would have pleased my accountant. He said something along the lines of "make money this year...blah, blah...playing around with a hobby...blah, blah....professional...blah, blah, blah."

I could have thrown together a proposal for three non-fiction ideas I have (which would probably have pleased me in some primitive part of my brain).

I should have cleaned a few closets, organized a few shelves, scrubbed some cupboards (which would have pleased the entire household, the dogs = stale cereal as treats, the others when not having to play "Guess the Gunk" with leftover containers). I did do a few loads of laundry. But the rest of the day was invested in making jewelry.

Oh, I didn't just make it. I was a woman possessed graduating on to greater strength magnifying eyeglasses and stopping only for a peanut butter sandwich when I couldn't stand one more stomach growl. My fingers are sore, my back is hunched, but the jewelry is done, Dude.


EER said...

Did I mention, my B-day is coming up....???? and I love the jewely you made ...
and tell Rob my balance is off so I can't take his challenge "to walk a plank". Maybe I'll do as we did one hot summer in the cabin, when we rereated to reading inside. There was one book,,, and 3 anxiously waiting souls. We surgically sectioned it...to a few chapters at a time. Ask Rob what his thoughts are on that...??? EER

EER said...

OOOH and did I forget to mention, I'll throw in a roll of duct tape, to make it all better again. :)

Anonymous said...

The jewelry is beautiful. Have you thought about outfitting Lily and Lola with said gems? Or perhaps having your own sale? Perhaps your accountant would be pleased with income from a small side jewelry biz?

Kelly Klepfer said...

Just in case I didn't address the book surgery/reconstruction...let's not, but you can say you did. : ) I did enjoy your story, though.