I Hate It When I Can't Find It

I just tried to find this blog to post again, couldn't.  Had to sign on to my daughter's blog to get to mine.  This is not good.  I wish I were more computer literate, so do my children, but it doesn't seem to happen. It is not that I don't try, I do.  I am sure it has to do with my frustration level which becomes high instantly when met with a bump in the road.  Oh well.

  Today is actually quiet.  It has been so long since I have had one of those I am not sure how to handle it.  I should probably descend into the netherland, basement, and continue on my mission to make it habitable again. It is a very large basement and I had it almost entirely filled with stuff. Stuff from my other life, stuff from my closed office, 50 years of stuff from that, stuff from my new life and some kids stuff because we have a large basement and they don't.  Lots of stuff.

I have made a dent as I promised my husband for his birthday I would clean it up and make it presentable. He was thrilled and every time he descends he smiles more so apparently it is working. I know I am. The cats appreciate it too since they live there at night.  They all have their own little place they like to hang and seem to be happy about the cleanup.  I have promised myself no Christmas decorations go up until this job is done.  That may be next year at this rate.  I normally have at least a third of our home ready for Christmas by now.  I put some Christmas in every room. Last year I think I decorated seven trees plus all the rest of the "stuff" for Christmas.  We will see what happens and when as time progresses.  I also have to take some time to plant and harvest as I do play Farmville and enjoy it immensely. It has become MY farm.  We live on a real farm and farm real crops, but I only get to garden and mow our grass.  Lot of garden and lots of grass but on my FV I get to have all the animals I want and I change out trees, houses and sheds whenever I like which is not possible on the real farm.  So I am happy both in reality and in fantasy, what a great life!

Just read the title again and have to comment on it one more time.  Practicing remembering what I went to look for seems to help in that department.  I am easily distracted, oh look, a rabbit, so I have to work at being more focused no matter what I do.  The "what did I come in here for" still happens but not quite as frequently.

The thought just came into my head that this blog may turn into how we journey into being older and probably not liking it so finding ways to delay it or make it fun, I like fun.  I will have to think about this as getting older is not for sissy-girls or boys. It is truly a hard journey and sometimes a sad journey as I look back at the stages of my life.  Most of my life is over in terms of years to go from the years I have lived and that is sad because I have loved and enjoyed my life and want it to go on forever, but, being a born again Christian, I know where I am going and I can't wait to get there. Go figure but that is how it is and I wouldn't change it for anything.  So more about all of this next time when I find time to sit and ponder.