Y’all, life is nuts. The kids go back to school (in person for the first time since March 2020) tomorrow. I am co-chairing the most important fundraising event for the arts council and I don’t really know what I’m doing. A local women-entrepreneurs group is trying to pull me in. I have projects I’m trying to cross-connect between community organizations.
My next poetry collection is due out this fall and I haven’t even started to pull it together. I have half a dozen ideas for art/paintings and very little time to actually make art vs. trying to sell it/do the marketing parts.
The yard needs a good two weeks of dedication to get it pretty and get the beds mulched and ready for winter. The deck needs painted. The porch needs a few minor repairs. The car needs to go into the shop. My treadle table isn’t painted. The sewing machines haven’t been hot-rodded out yet. I haven’t started outlining holiday stuff/gifts/yes. I don’t even have Halloween sorted and usually I do by mid-August.
I’m trying to be consistent with my workouts. The house needs a complete top-to-bottom reorganization and purge. Gotta get my workbench in from the garage before winter so I can actually organize all of my tools for various things, but I have to make space in my craft room for it first.
And wow, politics. Wow, Texas. (Women’s rights are human rights, dammit!)
The list goes on and on. I am not discouraged or weary — I’m actually glad to be useful and busy! — but it’s just kind of a lot of things all happening at once and I am feeling the pressure to Get It All Right.
Everything will work out. I know it. And to that end, I bought myself my first-ever pair of combat boots because I am an ass-kicking queen who can handle whatever this world throws at me.
(The steadfast love and support of my innermost circle definitely powers that. Always grateful, every single day.)
Mel’s Monday Musings: September 6, 2021
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