Monday Check-in <3

Are you working today?

I know some places are closed and some are doing business as usual so whatever your current situation, I hope you had a great weekend. 

We stayed mostly around home and yet were able to get out thanks to the quirky nature of the forecasted winter storm. It completely missed us but hit hard just a bit north of here. 

We watched some movies and sports, read, ventured out for a couple of meals and church and I got a few projects completed involving stashes of paperwork. 

There has been a whicker cube basket sitting in our office since shortly after we moved in two years ago. 

I have been somewhat afraid to dig through it unsure of what it contained, but was delightfully surprised there were no late bills or tax information that would have been helpful back in 2017. 

While Russ watched football, I purged and organized and whittled it down to a manageable and fileable stack and contributed a considerable amount to the recycling bin. 

For fun I will share two of my best finds.

One was a to do list for preparing for our move. 

You all know I love checking things off a list so you can just imagine how satisfying to sit in front of the fire and mark through things like…set up cable, get more boxes from store, pack storage shelves in basement. 

Sigh…I was giving myself all kinds of high fives. 

Done, done and done….what a great feeling.

Another thing I found was a note I had jotted…probably with the thought of sharing here on this little slice of the internet…and maybe I did but have mercy…so funny…it doesn’t hurt to share it again. 

People, please…write the stuff of your life down somewhere so you can find it on wintry days and laugh all over again. 

Here’s mine …

Graham would have been four years old and one day he asked me how old I was. I told him I was 57. 

No way! 

He asked me again if I was sure I was that old. 

Yes, Graham. I am 57 years old I told him, thinking it was so sweet he would think I couldn’t be so old.

I thought you were 53. 

Oh my gosh. 

I’m still laughing. 

Maybe in his thinking I stopped aging the day he was born, which is fine with me. 

53 and holding, people…that’s my story and I’m sticking to it. 

Have a blessed day whatever you do and I will see you tomorrow…not a moment older…even with the passing of time <3