Another productive three-day
July 30, 2019
My third Monday off is history, and I'm pleasantly tired. I dropped back to a four-day workweek so I could have more time at home and do those many things I've neglected for years. My dream for all of my adult life has been to be The Lady of the Manor.
It's not that working a full-time job has hurt me any. It's enriched my life with people and experiences. But in my soul, I belong happily ensconced on my three-acre "manor."
There's always something to do at the manor. This weekend just past, we got quite a bit accomplished. (I'm grateful the spousal unit is doing well enough to participate. He's savvy with the knowledge of how to manipulate tools to do the work and get things done without the need to use brute strength. That's a good thing.) writing timebloggedread a short storya load of laundrydinner on the patiogot the deck back on the Craftsman mowercleaned up a small pile of sticks along the drivewaycut up and moved a fallen dead locust treeburned the parts of that tree not suitable for the woodstovecut down a damaged maple tree and burned parts not suitable for woodstoveYellow Jacket nest removala trip to Lowe'sa trip through the grocery storepartial cleaning of the shed and trip to the landfillmowed the lawnwatched the NASCAR raceinstalled new chair carrier on pickupassembled new portable scooter
I'm sure there are a few more things that could go on the list but that's plenty. The point is I happily did or helped to do, all those things. They were the sort of things The Lady of the Manor would do to keep her small estate running smoothly.
I should have started the three-day weekends much sooner.
KC Kendrickswww.kckendricks.com
My third Monday off is history, and I'm pleasantly tired. I dropped back to a four-day workweek so I could have more time at home and do those many things I've neglected for years. My dream for all of my adult life has been to be The Lady of the Manor.
It's not that working a full-time job has hurt me any. It's enriched my life with people and experiences. But in my soul, I belong happily ensconced on my three-acre "manor."
There's always something to do at the manor. This weekend just past, we got quite a bit accomplished. (I'm grateful the spousal unit is doing well enough to participate. He's savvy with the knowledge of how to manipulate tools to do the work and get things done without the need to use brute strength. That's a good thing.) writing timebloggedread a short storya load of laundrydinner on the patiogot the deck back on the Craftsman mowercleaned up a small pile of sticks along the drivewaycut up and moved a fallen dead locust treeburned the parts of that tree not suitable for the woodstovecut down a damaged maple tree and burned parts not suitable for woodstoveYellow Jacket nest removala trip to Lowe'sa trip through the grocery storepartial cleaning of the shed and trip to the landfillmowed the lawnwatched the NASCAR raceinstalled new chair carrier on pickupassembled new portable scooter
I'm sure there are a few more things that could go on the list but that's plenty. The point is I happily did or helped to do, all those things. They were the sort of things The Lady of the Manor would do to keep her small estate running smoothly.
I should have started the three-day weekends much sooner.
KC Kendrickswww.kckendricks.com
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