Monday, March 22, 2010

A Rain Day?

"All Nature seems at work. Slugs leave their lair-

The bees are stirring - birds are on the wing -
And Winter slumbering in the open air,
Wears on his smiling face a dream of Spring!"
- Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Work Without Hope

Saturday was the first day of Spring.  I walked outside to see another flock of geese were flying over.  I huffed because I still had not seen a robin and went about the morning chores.

Later in the morn, I stood with a cup of coffee in my hand, looking out the window and there he/she was!  And like the flood gates were open I started seeing them everywhere.  A damn flock was out there!  What an amazing beginning to Spring.
The children left to go visit their father and when the man came home from work, we went to Home Depot...again.  I do believe that he purposely forgets things so that we can go strolling throughout the store every weekend.  And how is it possible to have gone into a store as many times as he has and forget where things are located?  Why do we walk miles up and down aisles with the cart filling up when we only came for brads or caulk?  And slowly, it dawns on me we spend more money when he comes shopping with me than if he just sent me AND that the longer we spend searching for things and buying them, the less time he has to actually do any work!  Yes, I know I should have caught on sooner but he buys me lunch and my mind has been solely focused on seeing a robin.  Now that I have completed that task the blinders were off and I resurfaced from my daze.

He played Mr. Innocent and took me for Chinese.  It must be something in the food because I walked out thinking how can I be so mean as to blame him of subterfuge when he just worked five ten hour days and one 5 hour and is it wrong that he just wanted a little down time before doing more work on the house.  The man plays me like a fine tuned instrument...he threw in yarn to make an afghan as if I need anymore!

Which leads me to a problem.  I usually do not have several projects started at once.  Right now I have a pair of socks, a shawl, a kippah, a baby afghan, the rug punch and something else that I forget but know is sitting in a bag by my chair.  On top of that, I fell hard for the Fluidity and Yggdrasil afghans.  I refuse to start another project but the ones on the needles no longer hold my interest.  And now that long awaited Spring has arrived, I know I should be out in the yard working.   So I said "Thank God for rain days"  because I might actually finish the baby afghan today if I don't find something else to do.  OK, It is not raining yet but we are suppose to get some and if the man can use subterfuge so can I.

1 comment:

cyndy said...

Thought of you when I saw my first robin on the garage roof day before yesterday. The must have been out ahead of the storm...riding in on the front.

Seems someone has startisitus. One project for every mood :-)

Surprised we didn't bump into you at the big orange box!