Saturday, November 30, 2024

on a mission....



Oh goodness. Have you ever decided to do one thing and then find out that you need to do several things to DO that one thing?

I wanted to put my mountain bike downstairs for the winter. Or at least for these subzero days. So the first thing I had to do was make sure I had a good spot. At first I just pushed a few things around in the little basement. Then it got serious.

I got out the shopvac along with a broom after rearranging things. I moved the fall and spring stuff to the bottom of the pile and moved the Christmas stuff to the top. I rearranged the gear hanging on the hooks. I made a mental note as to which items were no longer needed.

I vacuumed, I swept, and I went at it with a purpose.

Hubby stopped me as I came back upstairs and said, "I'm hungry. When's lunch?" I gave him the death stare and said, "I don't stop until the bike is downstairs."
He huffed and he puffed but...

knew better than to try and stop me.

When a woman is on a mission, no man can stand in her way! Or...he shouldn't!

In order to carry the bike safely down, I needed to take everything off the stairs that I'd dropped there because it was more convenient than putting it away. 
Now I took the time to put everything in its place and clean the shelves that I put it on. I took inventory of the items on the shelves and put the older canned goods in front and the newer ones in back.

I stacked put the distilled water on the bottom shelf in the order it should be used and faced the labels of other goods so a glance would be all I needed to grab something.

I eventually came back up to get the bike.

Hubby: "I'm hungry." 

Me. Another look. "Then you make lunch."

Big sigh. I explained that if I didn't get it done then, I'd put it off.

I wheeled the bike to the door and took it down. The storage area now looked nice and clean except for the cobwebs in between the rafters. I reached for the shopvac and stopped. I guess those webs could wait for my next burst of energy.

That was the start of my day. I was in that sort of mood to organize, clean up, and rearrange.

I even got the chair out its usual place and set it in the living room.

It is waiting for me too....


No one starved. Lunch was made.

Charlie begged...


...and life goes on.







13 comments:

  1. Anonymous5:44 PM

    When you are on a mission, the adrenaline pumps in and you can get so much done. Can't wait to see your Christmas chair. Stay warm. Lori

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    1. The chair will happen, I'm just giving it a bit more time this year.

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  2. This is called the But First Syndrome! Good for you for seeing it through.

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  3. Your name is woman, I hear you roar.

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    1. Yes, we can be a force to reckon with!

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  4. You were on a mission and no one starved to death!

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    1. Naw, I didn't think an extra 30 minutes would kill him.

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  5. One thing leads to another. As for lunch, now I feel quite smug. I make lunch every day in our house, including picnic lunches when we go out for the day. I shall feel quite saintly for the rest of the year!

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    1. Great! Come to our house and make lunches! LOL!
      :) I need a cook! ;)

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  6. In order to do this, I have to do that (and that, and that) = my daily life struggles. Great job sticking to your guns, when on fire.

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  7. Yes, when on a mission, stay on the mission. Interrupt woman at your own peril.

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  8. You are just a hoot. I love reading your posts. What a woman!

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