Ah, the weekend!
Friday evenings are like a blank piece of paper to an artist--they are the promise of things to come, things yet undecided or undone, anticipation and fear. Couple that with a holiday weekend, and the anxiety is doubled!
Three whole days. Three whole days to do things, or not to do things. Should I sleep late and loll in the luxury of a July morning? Or should I get up early and get going on my projects before anyone else arises? Should I finish this project or that one? If I choose to finish this project, will I really have enough time during the weekend to do it, or will it still be left incomplete come Tuesday morning? Should I aim to start a new project that I'm sure can be finished in the weekend? What will happen if it's not? Then I'll have even more unfinished projects!
It's like wishing that you would win the lottery. It sounds wonderful to imagine the dilemma of figuring out ways to spend all that money. But once you start really thinking about it, your blood pressure starts rising. Should I pay off the house and continue to live there? Or should I sell it, buy some land, and build something new? How much money should I put in the bank? Whom should I give money to? There are so many worthy charities close to my heart. Should I give a huge sum to one or divide it up among them all? And what about investing? Will my investments be wise ones? Can I find a trustworthy financial advisor to help me? And how much will that cost???? It's a never-ending, vicious cycle.
Suffice it to say that I don't play the lottery :-)
But I am looking forward to the three-day weekend--I think. I did get to Sherwin-Williams and get the paint to finish the desktop. And while I was there, I picked up three 10-cent paper cone-shaped strainers. They won't fit over the top of the paint can, but perhaps my husband can pour the paint through while I hold the strainer. At least I don't have to worry about it this weekend. A fresh can of paint won't need straining--I hope!
Funny thing I noticed while at the paint store. They had those mesh paint strainer thingies like I had before. But it said they were supposed to fit onto some kind of paint sprayer--not a paint can. No wonder it was so messy for me! Like my blog says, I'm learning this thing one mistake at a time.
Three whole days. Three whole days to do things, or not to do things. Should I sleep late and loll in the luxury of a July morning? Or should I get up early and get going on my projects before anyone else arises? Should I finish this project or that one? If I choose to finish this project, will I really have enough time during the weekend to do it, or will it still be left incomplete come Tuesday morning? Should I aim to start a new project that I'm sure can be finished in the weekend? What will happen if it's not? Then I'll have even more unfinished projects!
It's like wishing that you would win the lottery. It sounds wonderful to imagine the dilemma of figuring out ways to spend all that money. But once you start really thinking about it, your blood pressure starts rising. Should I pay off the house and continue to live there? Or should I sell it, buy some land, and build something new? How much money should I put in the bank? Whom should I give money to? There are so many worthy charities close to my heart. Should I give a huge sum to one or divide it up among them all? And what about investing? Will my investments be wise ones? Can I find a trustworthy financial advisor to help me? And how much will that cost???? It's a never-ending, vicious cycle.
Suffice it to say that I don't play the lottery :-)
But I am looking forward to the three-day weekend--I think. I did get to Sherwin-Williams and get the paint to finish the desktop. And while I was there, I picked up three 10-cent paper cone-shaped strainers. They won't fit over the top of the paint can, but perhaps my husband can pour the paint through while I hold the strainer. At least I don't have to worry about it this weekend. A fresh can of paint won't need straining--I hope!
Funny thing I noticed while at the paint store. They had those mesh paint strainer thingies like I had before. But it said they were supposed to fit onto some kind of paint sprayer--not a paint can. No wonder it was so messy for me! Like my blog says, I'm learning this thing one mistake at a time.
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