Little Project Fail

This is it.
This is the way the bathroom mirror
and wall sconces have looked for about
twenty years.  

Well, actually there is this
 leprosy that has developed on the lights.
That wasn't there twenty years ago. 

I had been thinking that it would
not be a big project to replace the
shades.
I would also like to paint the metal
parts.  I think that
involves turning off the electricity,
using a screwdriver, and sanding
off the rust.
Might need a little help,
or at least instruction, for that.

BUT I found these frosted glass shades
for
 less than two dollars apiece at Goodwill!

I love the look!

Unfortunately, they don't really fit.

Oh, well.
What I have is pretty good. :)

Am I the Only One?

Am I the only one who finds it

just a little difficult to throw

things out?

What an array of craft supplies

there are in the recycling bin

and the trash!

Here are some examples:

Milk and juice cartons make lovely
molds for candles and I've always
wanted to freeze large ice cubes
and build something outside
in the snow.
There is also that cute house
shape to work with and
I think I could make bird houses
and feeders with them.
Not to worry.  After I took the
picture, I squashed them down
and put them in the trash.

Plastic deli containers have all that nice
clear plastic that is so handy for so many
crafts.  This plastic is right for shrinking,
as well!  It had to be washed before
I could put it in the recycling bin.
It's in the dish drainer, now.
Next stop: the BIN! 

Pretty, clear glass jar.
So many things come to mind.
Wouldn't my spices and herbs
look nice in a collection of these?
How about a tiny diorama?
The label did not come off
easily when I washed it.
Unless I suddenly snatch it
out of the bin to store something
temporarily, off it goes.

Plastic shopping bags.
Small trash can liners.
Plarn (plastic yarn!)
Though they roll around
like tumbleweeds, I do
take them to the store to
be recycled... when I remember.

Well, I could go on,
but that's what caught my eye in my
messy kitchen, today.

I Did...

1. got my breakfast and medications down
2. got a package prepared and put it, along with the one I prepared yesterday, out for pick up.
3. filled the ice cube tray
4. started a load of laundry
5. got dressed
6. chatted online with a dear woman who can use my support, now and then

If, dear reader, this list looks strange to you, you probably have not been faced with my kind of depression or anxiety or what ever this is.

I awoke, this morning, feeling good.  The long list of things I need to do did not oppress me.  I felt like I could do them all -- in a single bound!  By eleven o'clock I wanted to crawl back into bed.  I forced myself to do a little more, including starting that laundry load (modern conveniences are such a blessing in the household chores arena) then, since one of my tasks is to send an email and I had sat for an hour, in I came.  I wrote (typed?) the above list to remind myself that I actually had done something, this morning.  I didn't even bother with the fact that I put away a few dishes from the drainer. 

Seeing so much to be done often overwhelms me.  I feel there is no point in doing the little nibbles that I know I can do, because there is so much more to do.  I think I need to start celebrating the tiny triumphs; the little clear area, the meal cooked, the box straightened and put away!  Perhaps then I won't feel quite so worthless, when it comes to my housekeeping.  If I don't feel so worthless, maybe I will get more done.  We shall see.  It can't hurt to try, can it?

Trying to Focus

on the good parts.
The tree.

The table.



And not the stacks...



... and stacks...

... of things that are not
getting done.
I'm less miserable, anyway.
I will get them done.
Rome wasn't built in a day.
Slow and steady wins the race.

ok,
then...

Storage Love

Well...

Another shiny sink day.
Today that means I got all the dishes
done, except tha poor stainless bowl
that I melted beeswax in.
Then I dried the sink and  put
the drainer away.

So, I did something fun.  I emptied
the bottom shelf of this cupboard
my amazing father made for me
from an old window sash.
Then I got some of my table cloths
that had been languishing in a
basket.  They looked pretty but
rather wallflowerish, there.
I'm sorry about the reflection.
There is also a cloth doll
in there. 

But when I stopped moving things
around ( my DH came home early) -
OH, my poor table!

Invisible Progress

Believe it, or not, these two
pictures represent an improvement!

Litle Things Mean a Lot

A little, slightly "used" produce
suddenly looked special, to me.

Today's accomplishments were
very small.  None of them will
look like much in a photograph.
Somehow, today, I'll take them!