I don’t know how I use to get anything done.
Once I had more than enough time in my days.
My house was cleaner. My life had more time in it for fun, games and the internet. I wrote stories, made dolls and all their stuff, (Houses included.) played video games, took care of two dogs, baked, cooked, canned, gardened, visited friends and was visited by them, I sewed clothing, knitted, made lace, and crafted.
Yes, I know I have a puppy in the house. But I don’t spend all my time throwing a ball across the floor.
In fact the dog spends a good deal of time outside following Mountain Man around in the woods.
I used to take care of two sick old dogs, 24/7 before the puppy and still get more done in my days.
We hardly go anywhere any more, none of the old friends come to visit, Even family doesn’t get around as much these days.
And still I’m not keeping up with my chores like I once did, I owe my brother a phone call for three, no four, weeks now.
I tell myself that I’ll call or get on the computer as soon as I’m done with the chore at hand. But I move on to the next thing that needs doing and I look at the clock and the day is gone. I’m crawling into bed and telling myself tomorrow I‘ll blog.
I sure hope it’s the summer blahs and not just old age slowing me down. I have a lot of things I want to do!