The last few weeks have been so busy. I hate weeks like these though because I feel so rushed but never can figure out just what the fuss was all about!
I have been doing a bit more decluttering, some days I think MJ might worry that I will become too zealous and pluck him up from the tv as well!
found amidst my cleaning an old window I had saved from a rubbish pile.
It is still very pretty with a design of flowers in a vase etched on it.
The frame is in disrepair. I have had this thing for over 7 years and
have still not done anything with it but move it from place to place. I
had envisioned it as a mirror at one point. A picture with blue
construction paper behind the glass has also appeared in my minds eye.
Now that I am going through all my things and removing stuff, it occurs
to me, this fits in the “get it out of here” category. I have had it
over six months, I have not looked at it with care or appreciation, it
has been hidden away in various closets for 7 years or more. Can I
really part with it? Why am I clinging to it? It has no memory value to
me, other than a rubbish pile in an alley. Yet I can not seem to part
with it! I keep telling myself it needs to go but when the time comes I
think it “would look great as” and so it stays put. I thin k, well
it is out of the way, so why mess with it. It is unlike me to feel this
way about a thing! I am the one who moved from
Well the windows are open and the breeze is so refreshing! Just enough of a chill to cause a tingle, but not a true shiver!
Well time to get busy so I will close for now. I wish every one a wonderful weekend!