Hi everyone, and good morning! I am up and about early and already feeling quite happy with myself, as I have completed 2 projects this morning and not even 8am! Hubby now having to be at work by 6am, meaning the alarm cuts into my dreamtime revelries at 5am, means that I am actually getting on and doing stuff in the peace and quiet of the mornings.
I do LOVE my mornings. Listening to the birds waking up and starting to sing, as the "dawn's early light" peeks through the curtains. It's definitely a time for peaceful reflections, just a sense of contentment, and (many times, for me) a time when my thoughts come together in a good way and enable me to get on and work, without interruptions breaking my train of thought.
I can hear the thrum of aeroplane engines from Donaldson, and that C-130/P3 rumble from hubby's workplace also fills me with a contentment. They may be "his" planes to work on, but I have always loved their unique sound. To me, they are the giant bumblebee of the skies.
Things are going well with me and mine.
Yesterday, my grandson Daniel, turned 7, Time has flown. The days he was tiny and fit in my arms for a cuddle definitely do not seem that long ago.
Hubby is doing great other than he does get tired much more easily, but that is not only the residual Covid stuff, but also the CLL. Thankfully, he has lost the Covid cough and the pneumonia now seems to have completely healed, for which we are very thankful.
I now have a new rollator, an upright one. At my last doctor appointment, she was not happy with the fact that I can no longer stand fully straight when I am upright. Between the osteoporosis and arthritis, coupled with using the regular walker, my back is becoming bowed. This new one cost quite a bit but had arm rests and holds you in more of a stand up position, so hopefully it will work and reduce some of the strain on my back, and maybe reverse some of the forming curvature.
She was pleased with me, though, when the scale showed a drop of 8lbs ... it had stayed the same despite me losing inches and changing sizes in clothes. I know all the "muscle weighs more than fat" stuff, but it was disheartening to see no change in those numbers for almost a year. Knowing you are doing all the right things, seeing results in other ways but then having the scale laughing at you just does tend to put a blot on your self esteem, a little.
So, this morning, I wrote the Team Recognition blog post for AVON's Campaign 10 which closed out yesterday. I have some amazing people on my team, so many different life stories as to why they began selling AVON, what they want to achieve, and they are like family to me. I'm not a hovering "you need to do this or that" type person, but I'm definitely an "if you need me get a hold of me" one. I take my "job" seriously. My premise as a team leader and mentor is that I am there to support each person according to THEIR needs. They know they can email, text or call me and I will do my best to give them the help they need, or find the information they are asking for. You all know I LOVE what I do, and that's all part of it. The relationships I have built with "my peeps".
Then, FINALLY, I managed to complete the rundown of illustrations that I am looking for, for my "The Storybook Witch" poem, which I want to publish as a children's book for my great-grands and others. I have NO artistic talent whatsoever, and my attempts could easily be bested by my16 month old great granddaughter, they are so awful. I had asked my grandson for help, and he has a friend who is a computer whizz and so I had to lay out what I was looking for, for illustrations. It has been frustrating, and some ideas, I couldn't find anything similar, and my grandson said "well just write down what you're wanting" so that's what I've done and I hope poor AJ can decipher my thoughts and do me proud.
It's been over 20 years since I published my book of poetry "Twilight" back in England. I've had my poems published in various magazines and amid some collections, but 2 of my children's poems will work so well as children's books, so that's been a goal of mine for a few years now. Hopefully AJ and I can bring this first to fruition and then maybe collaborate on the second at a later date.
I am definitely feeling good about today.
Later, hubby's new mower is being delivered. His old faithful is no longer being cooperative, needing jumpstarting umpteen times and conking out as soon as it starts cutting. I guess fifteen years and counting, it's had enough! Hubby's first job when he gets home tonight is to mow the yard and give us a semblance of tidiness back.
Well, methinks it is time for me to go and pedal on my elliptical bike and read my latest bury-my-head-in-a-good-book loan from the library. Get my body moving, where this morning -thus far - it has been fingers typing.
Have an amazing day my friends.
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