There is something very rewarding at doing things on your own - such as making your own handbag, making homemade strawberry and mint chocolate chip ice cream, from scratch chicken noodle soup - you know those kinds of things.
Yesterday I opted to take a day off work. My agenda for the day was to work at the "new house" mopping the basement floor in order to begin moving boxes (stuff that we just storing for later use). But, instead, I stayed home - got up with the chickens - well my little chick - he rises early like his dad. I finished making a handbag, cleaned the house, did 2 loads of laundry, changed out the bed sheets, went to the grocery, took the cat to the vet, made two batches of homemade ice cream, and big pot of homemade chicken noodle soup. I ended the day with visiting with my sister and selecting a apron pattern to begin making as a Christmas gift. I felt a sense of accomplishment which is much different than most days where I barely mark off two to three items on my daily to-do list.
This morning, I'm chipping away at my to-do list while Austin is installing light recepticals at the house and Camden is spending some "alone" time with his Aunt Allie. We are going to a birthday party later this afternoon, so I've got about 5 hours to finish up the following tasks:
1. Schedule blog posts for next week
2. Sort through about 3 months of photos determining which ones to delete and print
3. Make a photo collage for a gift
4. Wrap a birthday gift
5. Make beds
6. Wash dishes from our ice cream treats last night
7. Figure out Mozy.com in order to back-up my photos remotely
Better go so I can start chipping away at the list.
