Yesterday was an amazingly productive tiring day. I did it all. I cleaned. I entertained. I cooked. I baked. I was feeling pretty good up until 6 pm when I realized I had missed my afternoon expresso and boy did I miss it. But I contiued on. I fed the littles, bathed the littles, read to the litlles and put them to bed. And by the time the mister came home my super powers were dwindling.
I presented him with spinach cannellonis and Rhubarb cake as we settled down to watch the German version of Cops....don't jugde. I didn't pick it. And as a drunken man informed the police he wanted to travel to Hawaii by train I drifted into sweet slumber.
I thought of how wonderfully charged I would be the next day. How productive I was going to be. I was finally going to organize the piles of clutter we have scattered and hidden throughout the house. By 11 that dream was gone. Little Sarah woke up. I soothed her back to sleep. Then again at 2, 3, 4. At 5:30 the mister's alarm when off and mine an hour later. I was the complete opposite of the superme. I was clumbsy, zombified, and caffeine had no affect.
So I went for the second best thing, fabric and music. I continue on with my study of little houses. These are mug mats. I have something of an obsession with mugs, and anything coffee related. And the idea of being able to create a little scene of tranquility while a nice warm delicious cup of something rests ontop of it makes me smile.
One is a happy little house, a representation of spring, enjoying the outdoors, and color.
The second is a little house on th edge, greeted by the enormous sun and the sweet salty breeze of the ocean. How I miss the ocean.
Yes I know these days, it is great to have them. And the other ones too. Imagine being for ever on high activity - terrible thought.
My daughter and I have opened our blog. If you are interested.
www.doppelstich.de
Posted by: Doris | 04/23/2012 at 06:45 AM