I love thinking about what I might do on a day off even more than what I actually do sometimes. I love a big day of "possible" stretched out in front of me. So last night I was thinking I should make some lemon cherry scones today.
Instead of that I bought these blueberries. I can make lemon cherry scones tomorrow.
I also thought about pulling weeds from my flower beds.
Instead of that I cut some flowers and put them in a basket. I can pull weeds Sunday.
I was going to go to Old West Lawrence and take some pictures of neat old houses.
Instead I sat and looked at this nest that was lying under a tree in my yard. How do birds make these so perfectly? Pictures of Old West Lawrence? I can do that next week on a day off.
On my list of "possible" was also a trip to La Prima Taza - a coffee shop in downtown Lawrence. I wanted to take my everyday journal there and write down some observations.
Instead I jotted down a few ordinary thoughts while I sipped on a sweet tea martini. I'll go to La Prima Taza when my sister comes to visit. She'll definately want to go there and get an Iced Indonesian.
I strongly considered starting on my next sewing project.
Instead I got all blissed out looking at more ideas for projects. I can start that summer quilt on Wednesday. So really instead of doing only doing 5 things I did 10. 5 possible + 5 actual = 10 in my mind.
I like the "thinking" part the best because you can sit down for that part. Have a great weekend whatever you have planned.
Posted by: Nancy Lynn | 07/09/2011 at 11:50 AM
A very full day! :D
Posted by: Judy H. | 07/09/2011 at 05:22 PM
i love the peak into your journal!!!!! thank you for sharing!
Posted by: julie macneil | 07/10/2011 at 01:31 PM
a day perfectly spent!
Posted by: jeanette, mistress of longears | 07/10/2011 at 03:25 PM
birds know how to make nests like that because when they are born each bird is given a nest building manual written in bird language by other birds who have gone before. i know this because when i was born a manual was accidently placed in my beak. thus i know how to build bird nests too. didn't you always wonder why i was constantly gathering twigs and leaves and feathers when i was little? i built them in secret. i still do. i am 100% on this claim.
Posted by: mary ann | 07/10/2011 at 03:33 PM
well that explains all those chirping noises you used to make in your sleep at night... and still do by the way.
Posted by: Carol | 07/10/2011 at 05:21 PM