Hello

I really didn't mean to be away from the blog for so long. Due to the recent surgery, I continually felt that I had lost a week. A recent check of my calendar and the blog confirmed that, indeed, I really did lose a week. If someone happens to find it, please let me know...I think I'll be needing it around September!

Speaking of the surgery, recovery is going well. The stitches are out--hooray! I'm still bandaged for the next 2 weeks but this bandage is nothing like the first one.

I have learned through this process that, although there are numerous things that I would like to change about my appearance, I won't be likely to choose to go through any sort of surgery to achieve those results. The pain is simply too great--and I'm too much of a wimp.

Gracen and I managed to get the house cleaned, really cleaned, for the first time in several weeks. We had been doing the "keep up version"--you know where you keep it clean enough so that nothing grows anywhere it's not supposed to and you hope that anyone visiting is blind extremely far (and near) sighted--or loves you so much that it doesn't matter anyway!

In the cleaning, I actually cleaned off the top of my desk. I have decided that my desk is a quagmire (don't you love that word!) of my half done projects. I weeded through the coupon flyers that come in the Sunday paper. I dutifully put them on my desk, aiming to get them all clipped and placed in my coupon binder (that I actually did organize). Yesterday I went through no less than 4 weeks worth of flyers and had to throw away most of the coupons in the binder because they were, you guessed it, expired. Oh, the best laid plans....

I also found a journal I bought about 2 months ago with some grand plan in mind. For the life of me, I can't remember the grand plan. I found the paint samples I knew I had but just couldn't quite remember where I put them. I also found the summer list that Gracen had created of things she wanted to do this summer--and the mom guilt set in as I realized we hadn't accomplished much and she goes back to school in about 5 weeks?!

In short, cleaning off the top of my desk reminds me that I stink. It is a reminder of all the things that I truly have the best of intentions for but never seem to get done. It makes jealousy rear its ugly head as I think of several friends who are "so organized surely their desks don't look like this." And, then I laugh because I know them. No, maybe their desks don't look this but I'd be willing to bet that some part of their life looks like the top of my desk.

So, while I still hope that my desk will someday be more than a graveyard for my best intentions, I take comfort in the fact that my iPhone (gifted to me and still much appreciated) will let me be, ahem, productive almost anywhere.

Now, will someone please tell me how to play Words with Friends so that my productivity will increase--and I can use quagmire again?!