I cleaned out my dresser. Sounds unimportant. It is not. You would have to know me but I don’t think I have cleaned it out since around 1990 or so. Except for when I moved. I found 8 pillowcases, some matching. And 10 pair of underwear, plus 2 that are of a weird fabric and tight. I found a shirt that I was looking for. And 5 sheets. And 8 bars of assorted soap. Next I will see if any of the pillowcases match the sheets. This reminded me of my hodge podge of a life and the way that I take in information, cram it in with no organization, hide away secrets and will sometimes open myself up to anyone and tell all. I like it.
The significance of this task is that I am finally getting some things done around here. I still have pain. I spent the last half of yesterday in bed whining about my pain. I feel better today, no whining yet. And the realization that I take small steps in my life and my pace has nothing to do with the next guy. I cannot keep up with most of you. That’s ok. I look at the big picture. Have I had any fun today? Have I smiled? Have I said something nice to someone? Yes. It is a good day.
Will continue painting if my leg pain doesn’t get me. I like what Louise Nipper told me the other day. She said that I struggle with my life but I come up smiling every time. She thinks I’m strong. And today I guess I am. Peace.