I am attempting to get into a rather regular schedule with every facet of my life and sometimes I feel like I am failing miserably. Cleaning, exercising, planning, cooking, painting, walking, friends, kids stuff, appointments-you would think it would be easier with no little guys at home, but it seems like sometimes I am a kite in the wind with no weight at the end of the it. Maybe it's the constant changes this year, but I am getting there-I WILL get there where I can accomplish what I want to and need to with a calm consistency. I used to fall right into some sort of schedule when school began-not so this year. But 2020-in more ways than Covid-has been "a year".
My sweet little twin who is always right next to me and has been for 8 years now. As much as we can be.
I painted this table for a friend and it was a fun project. I am all caught up in my projects right now and that feels good.
When I'm alone in the evening, Sammy and I sometimes take a ride to watch the sunset. He loves it - the breeze on his face and all the attention he gets at the park. Sammy is 13 now and slowing down-he sleeps a lot and can't hear a thing but he still chases the kids like he did when he was a puppy.
