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[ahn-wee, ahn-wee; French ahn-nwee] Show IPA
a feeling of utter weariness and discontent resulting from satiety or lack of interest; boredom
I’ve been feeling this nagging sense of ennui for the past two weeks. Ever since I burned my hand torching last Tuesday and I haven’t been able to play with flame or to do much at all. In case I forgot to tell you guys or update my blog lately, but I put my hand into my torch last Tuesday. No, it wasn’t some tribal ritual, or ancient rite of passage, just me torching and not keeping focused on the flame. It was almost as if I forgot the flame was there and stuck my hand right into it. I got the base of my right thumb pretty badly. It didn’t even blister, just kinda cooked in one spot. New skin is finally coming in, but it still smarts.
I am so tired of this period between winter and spring, it’s too cold to go outside, but everything is blooming and the snow is almost gone, but what’s left is a mud puddle.
At least the gardening catalogs are coming in on schedule. I’m hoping to put in a few raised beds this year so I can garden more. My five-year plan is to have a “no-mow” yard with the pool and the gazebo (another good word) and plants and flowers everywhere else. I would love to naturalize with easy to care for indigenous plantings. Lots of Bee balm and butterfly bushes, but tons of veggies too. Enough to can and put up for next winter. I love canning fresh foods.
I’m off now to soak my hand. It’s a good thing that I went to the lavender festival last fall, and it’s a really good thing that I got ambitious and made lavender oil last month, and it was even more advantageous that the finished bottle of lavender oil was in the basement when the burn occurred. Kept it from becoming a festering mess, I’m convinced of it.
Have a lovely day my friends. I can’t believe my grandson is six today. Happy Bearthday Harp. Gram-ma B loves you to the moon and back, twice.
We all hate spring house cleaning because it’s so tedious. There are easy ways to keep up with it though. Every week when you dust, make sure you wipe down the window sills and baseboards. If you have windows that drop in to be cleaned, clean them once a month. Clean blinds, drains and garbage disposal once a month (see tips and tricks for easy ideas).
Make washing your curtains part of sheet changing day. At least fluff them with a dryer sheet.
Put away your sweaters in a plastic tub with 1-2 used dryer sheets to keep them fresh. Sorting is easy when you use the rule of thirds. Keep one third, donate one-third and delete one-third. Going through your closet is easier with a friend. Try on everything and have them give their opinion (or take a digital photo of your backside). If it looks great on you, keep it. If it would look great on others, donate it. If it wouldn’t look good anywhere, throw it out.
Now do the same thing in reverse for the spring/summer clothes. As you go through them, put all the keepers on hangers. All shirts should be hung up. Now is the time to organize them. Sort by style; spaghetti strap, tank, girl t-shirt, gu t-shirt, etc. Then each category by color. This will make it easier in the long run. Make sure that all the hangers are hanging in the same direction and the shirts are all facing the same way. Place a calendar in the closet with today’s date on it, and in two or three weeks you should start seeing a pattern. Even in the clothing you liked and kept, there are things you don’t wear. Get rid of them. You know you will add things to it soon.
I’m so worn out thinking about cleaning that I’m going to nap now. Chemo wears me out so much, I’m lucky to get three good hours . Gave Joe a test this morning, made him get out my pills. No mean feat that. But if some day I can’t do it, he’ll have to. Everything is labeled and sorted by type, so I did make it easier for him. I hope he stops and picks up a weekly pill case for me. It will make things so much easier.
Wow, 11:00, where did the day go. Huggs to all.