small goals

I have lists of goals planted all over my house.
The big goal is to keep having goals.
So far, except for days I spend babysitting more than 8 hours, I've been able to keep up with the painting daily.  And painting is still fully occupying my mind while I do it---call it mindful painting, or more likely just painting, as I suspect that most people paint with full engagement.  Why else waste your time painting if you aren't even there.

I have also made tiny steps toward other goals, like adding listings to Etsy.
I hope to eventually have everything on etsy or ebay, and when done, sell the house and move to the top of a mountain or the middle of a desert--but at the edge of a place with water--not liking the idea of dying of thirst.

The selling of everything is a pretty lofty goal--especially considering that I have just now reached 20 listings in and haven't yet made it through the finished paintings and drawings.  After that is jewelry--mostly my creations, stones--mostly my creations, old crap that is the accumulation of everyone that is getting up there and hasn't moved in a good long while, last but not least, the house I've lived in for over a third of my life.

I'm thinking the desert will win.
I'm thinking the babies will be adults by the time I'm ready to move--so not getting out of any babysitting.
I'm thinking sometimes a goal, any goal, is better than nothing.

Todays goals are:
     do a little cleaning
     eat 3 meals
     paint a couple of hours
     do the dishes
     read a bit
     watch some tv
     remove the cover from the bottom of the toy box and cut out the fabric to recover it.
     visit with granddaughter for a couple of hours
     play a little piano
     put something on etsy
     get 7-8 hours sleep

We will see how far we get with that list.  Some days move faster than others.

The best thing about goals is marking them off when completed, so never neglect putting down those goals you know you will meet--like eating, sleeping, and watching tv.

Very motivating stuff.

Sundays are the best.

It's Sunday morning, and expected to warm enough for some outside time later.  The coffee is hot and aromatic, the grapefruit juicy and well salted.   I've read the news, made a few plans; loose plans, tentative plans, the kind that can be changed with a breathe and a wink since they don't involve other people that could be put off or inconvenienced or aggravated by sudden plan changes.

So, I'm going to do a little floor work--broom and vacuum time, then some tree trimming with a wonderful battery operated reciprocal saw---so much easier than squeezing giant pruners or starting a gas chainsaw, then make a vision board.

A vision board is part wish list and part annual goals with a hefty dose of collage or for the purists--montage--unless I decide to get 3-D, then collage is actually accurate.

I could use more vision in my life and clearer goals---and can't resist a project.

I expect to spend a certain amount of the time futzing around hunting for stuff and getting properly attired for whichever part of this is coming next.

I also expect to have enough time to soak in a tub full of both bubbles AND dead sea salt AND Epsom salt AND essential oils.  I like both music AND a good book for these soaks, as well as WINE.

All that brings new meaning to the "weekly bath", though I still see way too many people to limit my ablutions to weekly.  That would be rude and rather gross.

If there is still time left afterward, I'll pull the cover off the toy box or cut the memory foam for the window seat and work on covering it, or reverse that and have 2 finished projects  instead of just one.

But, most important of all, any of those can change with the snap of the fingers and become a whole new set of plans in a whole new direction!

Except the floor.

That is an imperative today.

The dust bunnies are looking more like dust elephants.