Bloom where you are planted

I spend a lot of time pulling weeds.  A LOT OF TIME. I know I am never going to be weed free out here but I try to keep them down to a dull roar. Several friends have suggested that weeds are just flowers.

Flowers bloom where they are planted. Flowers take what the soil, rain and sun give them and grow. Some thrive and others languish. My friend, who recently started blogging has a post about this very thing and how you can take it to a deeper level. She’s a very creative and kind person that I am lucky to call my friend.

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A flower does not think of competing with the flower next to it, it just blooms.

I love this quote. I find too often I compare myself with others. Usually it’s just in my thoughts and I don’t express it but it tends to affect my self-confidence when I do. We all have unique talents and abilities. As I see the flowers beginning to bloom here, I will remind myself to ” bloom where I am planted”.

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32 weeks

The title makes it sound like I’ve started a pregnancy blog. Heaven forbid at my age! I’m counting down rather than up so it’s an update on my retirement calendar. Although it may actually be 34 weeks and not 32 but more info is required before the initial decision maybe be changed.

Here is the two part why. Ron believes he read somewhere that the best date is the end of your birthday month. On my list of things to do in June is contact the retirement section of human resources and get the low down. The other aspect of the date is that a certain someone in my life will be in Vegas at the King Memorial Soccer tournament. Bad luck that the Friday after my 60th birthday happens to be that weekend. SO if I want my man around for my ultimate TGIF I may have to delay it a week. So then what is two weeks.

I did learn a few things this last two weeks that I have been on holidays. In no particular order and because I love lists.

  • I will miss the people but I won’t miss the grind of daily work or getting lunches organized and up on time.
  • I will be busy; my days won’t be boring or empty of things to do
  • I will need some structure so I don’t fritter away time
  • I will need to establish a sleep/wake up routine so I don’t become a total night owl
  • I need at least 2 days per week where I don’t run to the city.

The things I’m so looking forward to, like gran time and creative time, will be done without sacrificing other things. I’m hoping for more friend time and more me time.

The pictures of this post have no bearing on the words. Just some shots that filled my heart with joy today so felt like sharing them.

Thanks for stopping in to read. It’s always nice to connect.

Bernie

Ps – recognize the crocuses now??

Location, location, location

This is what the real estate shows talk about endlessly. Location, location, location.

I was thinking about that today while I was outside for Continue reading

Happenstance

I remember once, when I was about 13 or 14, flying to Vancouver Island with my mom. We saw people she knew in Calgary and Vancouver. I was like “what the heck?”; we lived in a small farming community so how could my mom know so many people?

Fast forward to my kids going anywhere with me when they were teenagers. It kind of drove them a bit crazy that I would find people whom I knew to stop and visit with.

Flying thousand of miles away should probably have prevented that. Or so you Continue reading