I like when Sundays can be a literal day of rest. As I type I can hear a faint snore coming from the bedroom so I know Kevin’s getting a much-needed nap. I’d take one too but I’m afraid it would mess with my already messed up sleep patterns, so I’m going to type instead, first here and then maybe try to write a poem again. It’s been a while and lately I’ve had some ideas come to me, so I hope that means I’ll get to enjoy that particular pastime soon. I love playing with words and especially following some of the more difficult “recipes” for villanelles and other challenging forms. It’s been almost a year since I’ve written anything other than blog posts and book reports, so I’m a little rusty, lol.
Yesterday was a fun day. The kids came over and brought eggs and oatmeal pancake mix (Mary has a killer homemade recipe for those), and we fried up some bacon and had breakfast together. Then we putzed around doing a few things before Kevin and Ty took off on motorcycles to go check out something business related. Mary went away for a little while Connor took a nap and I got a few more things done. They all came back later in the afternoon and we had burgers on the grill before we headed to Wormleysburg to a praise and worship service I’d been invited to by one of the Global students. The weather was great, and we went on bike. It was a great way to end the day, and I thought again how blessed we were that our children actually want to come to our place and spend time with us.
Ty & Mary are interested in purchasing our house, and Kevin and I have been talking about downsizing, so I’ve been thinking a lot about stuff (as in we have too much of it!). I’m going to have to part with some things that have sentimental value, but the older I get the more I realize how the most important things in life aren’t things anyway, so why hold on to it? It can be turned into cash and used for better things to be stored in a place where moth and rust don’t destroy and thieves can’t break in and steal. And even as I think about that possibility I feel a lightness in my spirit! Could it be that “things” tie us down in ways we don’t realize? The next couple of years are going to be very interesting, methinks :) We have some projects which will need to be finished before the “swap” would take place, i.e., a new roof for one. We just purchased blinds for the screened-in porch, something we’ve wanted to do for ten-plus years now. It occurred to me as I was contemplating this that perhaps we shouldn’t spend the money as we weren’t going to live here for very long anyway. But we’re doing it for the next owners. :) They’ll be getting the house in much better condition than when we bought it. There will still be a couple of unfinished projects, but they’ll need some things to do to make it truly their own.
A couple at church shared that there was a piece of ground for sale near them for a very good price. It already has a well and septic system, too! I’m trying not to get my hopes up :)