This is what happens to back porches after a solid week of rain in Los Angeles.
Porch berries. Everywhere. All over our shoes and now the floors.
We are thankful for the sun today, and bracing for more rain this week.
All this time spent in the house over the last seven days, and did I deal with this?
No, no I didn't. This pile of randomness has been sitting in our hall for (cringe) months now. Two baskets, The Gorilla's pink Converse, a deflated beach ball.
What is this stuff and where does it go?
Something I've been asking myself for days. Not about the basket pile in the hall, though someone really needs to deal with that - Someone? Anyone? - but about the rest of my world.
2010 came sweeping in and suddenly there are a million things on my Want To Do list. The launch of Hollywood Housewife has been amazing so far, but I have so many things I still want to do with it. There's also a new pile of books I want to read, music I'm dying to check out, photo books half started and un-finished, not to mention quality time spent with my daughter and my husband.
Far from complaining, I am invigorated. I haven't been this excited about life in a long time. I didn't even realize I had gotten complacent about my interests and my loved ones until I woke up with this vigor.
The contagious energy is spilling over into everything, so I spend most of the day flitting about spending 15 minutes on each thing and never satisfying any of it. That is when I stop and ask myself What is this stuff and where does it go?
This week, and the next and the next, I'm working on focus. While I still want to pursue all of my current activities, I need to set time limits and during that time focus only on that project. If I'm blogging, I can't also check email, facebook, and twitter. If I'm spending time with Pigtail, I can't also be on the phone or half-heartedly cooking dinner.
One.Thing.At.A.Time.
That's my new mantra. You're welcome to hold me to it.
You're also welcome to any random piles you find in my hall.
