I had a plan for today. I was going to get up, get dressed, and go to the farmer's market. After I got home, I was going to do some fall decorating around the house. It's a project I started around the time of the wedding, but I hadn't gotten very far.
The day started on track. I got up when the alarm cat (Spike, the older cat) started licking us awake, something she's started doing mostly to Hubby lately after I leave for work in the morning. I got dressed. Then I brought the boxes of fall/Halloween decorations in from the garage. I cleaned out the refrigerator. And I went to the farmers' market. After that, things began to fall apart.
At the market, I found overripe tomatoes at a discounted price. Back when I was on vacation, I bought overripe tomatoes from a farmers' market and roasted them; eventually they made a killer spaghetti sauce. Making more seemed like a really good idea. So this afternoon, I roasted tomatoes and then I made spaghetti sauce. Yum!
Also at the farmers' market, I found chickens. Pasture raised chickens. Word on the street is that there's a noticeable taste difference between grocery store chickens and "real" chickens and I'd been wanting to try some. So I bought two, and that meant cutting them up into usable portions to freeze for Hubby and me.
What else? Ah! Chicken stock from the wings and backs. I froze part of that and then I made chicken soup with the other part.
I'd planned to make cheese enchilladas for dinner; that also took awhile.
Can you see how I never quite got around to the fall decorating part of the day?
Now it's Sunday night and I'm no further along on my decorations than I was on Friday. Darn! And? I'm feeling pretty achy today and my bowling fingers hurt. ARGH!
Now let me tell you about the other plan I've been thinking about lately: Getting up each morning and walking a mile or two starting on October 1st. Yep, that's today--or it WILL be today by the time this publishes. Walking each morning means getting up at least 45 minutes earlier than usual. Where am I going to find an "extra" 45 minutes in the day so I can walk? Ah, there's the rub! So I've been thinking about this and maybe it means I'll need to cut back on blog posting a little--at least on those nights when I'm already up way too late before I even get around to writing a blog post, because I'm obviously going to have to be more reasonable about getting to sleep at a decent time so I can get up earlier.
So, don't worry about me if I don't post; I'm just trying to get some sleep. But maybe it won't happen that way--or not very often. Maybe I'll go out walking once or twice and decide I'd rather sit on my rear end and write a blog post each night. After all, you can see how I am about planning things: my plans don't always work out, and I'm not very good at getting up early either. Any idea how I can take a nice, long walk while simultaneous decorating my home for fall and typing a blog post? As I've said before, there just aren't enough hours in the day!