this week is going quicker than the last one...
maybe it just feels that way because the list of things needing my attention is long, and I'm not getting it done..
meetings and luncheons fill my work day which is good and bad...
makes the day full but leaves little time for fitting in a quick errand or a bit of knitting..

not to worry though...
tomorrow we'll be heading out to the lake again to wrap up the last bit of business on the bronco leaving me lots of free time for crafting...
I'm taking along the sewing machine with bits of fabric for inspiration...
a banner and curtain for the lake house...
a "sister" banner with my patches for the trailer...

at least that's the plan...
we'll see on Sunday what I've actually accomplished....

I'm leaving behind at home...
a chicken who wants to spend every moment exactly where I am....
furniture in need of a dust rag and polish...
a garden where nursery flowers remain in the original pots...
string lights draped over tomato cages waiting for a proper hanging location...
yarn...yarn...and more yarn that needs organizing and storage...
and projects...good grief the projects that fill my house....
the trailer has new walls and installation...
wiring and woodwork...none of which I had a hand in...

I laughed the other evening when I came into the bedroom in preparation for calling it a day and going to sleep...
my room was...and still is...a total mess....
my poor husband who is tidy and frugal must wonder if he will ever come to bed without a mountain of his wife's possessions blocking the path...

he NEVER says a word...
but even I think to myself...holy crap...this place is overflowing....

it wasn't always like this...and I know it will be orderly and clean again one day...

and thankfully.....he'll wait quietly and secretly keep hoping it's soon

I've always said I am the blogger of truth...
no candy coated sweetness and illusion of perfection..
nobody has a life filled with pretty food served on dishes from the FoodNetwork, crafts without flaws and homes with well behaved children who go outside to play on the farm...

my life is real...and so is my blog...
dusty or clean...happy or sad...it's my life....
and it's a great ride...