at 03/13/10 3:22PM
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My awesome husband got our hot water heater fixed last night. I am so impressed by him. Even with things he's never done before, he knows how to find out what to do, and will then give it a good try. I don't think I know of anything he hasn't been able to do yet. But whether it worked or not, I'm most impressed by the fact that he will try. That's really the most important thing and best attribute -- to be willing to try! And there is something to be said for spectating and offering a helping hand; I now know more about hot water heaters than I did previously. :-) I love learning...whatever it may be, I love increasing my "sphere of knowledge."
Ladies class this morning went well, even though only three of us were there. Nice and cozy, and we finished up on time for probably the first time yet. :-) I thoroughly enjoy teaching class!
We're leaving later today to head to Peoria for a few fun days with my little
sister, new
brother-in-law,
cousin and
cousin-in-law. So eager! The "fun time" with Jarret and with them is most welcome. Bring on the card games!
First day of Spring (by the calendar) is one week from today. And tonight daylight savings time begins. Aaaawesome!! I dearly love that extra hour of sunlight at the end of the day.
Have a terrific weekend everybody! And please, add your thoughts to the previous blog. I'm very interested to hear them! :)
Sherri
at 03/12/10 3:16PM
Some people couldn't seem to care less about themselves: their work ethic, their morals, how they speak, act, talk, live... and then there are those on the opposite extreme, who are extremely hard on themselves, expect themselves to do everything right, know everything automatically, get everything right on the first try, never stumble, are always trying to do and be better, bottom line: perfectionists. Doesn't matter that it's not a matter of sin or right & wrong, they have to be right! Anything less is cause to mentally beat themselves up.
As time goes by, I realize over and over that I am one of those Perfectionists. I'm not hard on others. I quite easily understand that people aren't perfect, make mistakes, don't know some things and have to learn, etc, and will be very encouraging to them. But when it's dealing with myself, well, then none of those understanding things seem to apply, and I just can't accept that I wasn't perfect. It's very frusterating, because nobody is perfect, yet you want yourself to be, and it's quite literally an impossibly high standard.
Anybody else ever feel this way? If so, how do you deal with it? How do you accept yourself (as in not beating yourself up over whatever it was)? There's a balance to be had, where you want to do the best that you can, yet you realize that you won't ever be perfect. Sometimes I think I'm doing better at finding that balance, then other times I totally blow it. So tell me, what helps you??
Sherri
"They say that nobody is perfect. Then they tell you practice makes perfect. I wish they'd make up their minds." ~Wilt Chamberlain
"Congratulations! You're not perfect! It's ridiculous to want to be perfect anyway. But then, everybody's ridiculous sometimes, except perfect people. You know what perfect is? Perfect is not eating or drinking or talking or moving a muscle or making even the teensiest mistake. Perfect is never doing anything wrong - which means never doing anything at all. Perfect is boring! So you're not perfect! Wonderful! Have fun! Eat things that give you bad breath! Trip over your own shoelaces! Laugh! Let somebody else laugh at you! Perfect people never do any of those things. All they do is sit around and sip weak tea and think about how perfect they are. But they're really not one-hundred-percent perfect anyway. You should see them when they get the hiccups! Phooey! Who needs 'em? You can drink pickle juice and imitate gorillas and do silly dances and sing stupid songs and wear funny hats and be as imperfect as you please and still be a good person. Good people are hard to find nowadays. And they're a lot more fun than perfect people any day of the week." ~Stephen Manes, Be a Perfect Person in Just Three Days!
at 03/11/10 10:53PM
We have no hot water and the hot water heater has been acting up a bit here and there of late. Cold showers are not a fun thing. Here's hoping it's short-lived and not a huge problem to fix!
Today was another beautiful day. I even opened a couple windows in the library because it was getting warm. Soooo nice! Love it, love it, love it!!
Sherri
at 03/10/10 6:51PM
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Off and on this week, in spite of the beautiful weather, I've been feeling pretty sad and lonesome. When I'm happy, I'm happy, but when I'm sad, I'm thoroughly sad. I think hormones are playing a part, to be sure, but lonesomeness really got a grip on me and I've had a hard time shaking it off. Anyway, I realized that #1 I just feel burnt out and #2 I just feel plain old lonely.
#1 I've been so busy lately and trying to make good use of my time, and while last week was great and profitable, this week I just crashed. The week after we got back from our honeymoon, Jarret started working on the new roof for the farmhouse, and in the seven months since then, we have been constantly working on one project or another. I am just so very ready to get moved and be settled in to stay. I haven't put up as many decorations here at the trailer as I would otherwise, because I know we're not going to be here long. Anyway, while there are times here and there when Jarret can slow down and spend an evening relaxing at home, it's not very often, and even when he is home, he's usually researching online for info on various things we need for the house. He's very driven to work hard and get the house done, and I'm so thankful for him and all his hard work. But, sometimes it feels like we are kinda short on "relax time" and I guess I'm just tired of working on stuff! I want to just go have fun with my husband, like we did on our once-a-month visits when we were getting to know eachother! (And I know that those were times when we scheduled time for eachother and let other things go. But still, sometimes I miss those "carefree" weekends.)
And of course, the end is in sight. We are hoping to be able to move in the house next month sometime, so it is almost here. and Jarret will be even more glad than I to be settled in, I know. And furthermore, we are taking a trip up to Peoria this weekend, and spending time with my sister, brother-in-law, cousin and his wife. Jarret and I will have a couple days to just visit and have fun before he has to go to his work-training on Tues and Wed. (We were able to combine his work trip with a couple days off and make a fun trip out of it.) So there, I have all that to look forward to, and yet I still have been feeling down.
#2 I am not a huge socializer. I don't need to be around people all day long, and would rather not, actually. I like my space and quiet time. But going from living with my family and working full time to here, where it's just Jarret and I and he works a lot of hours, and I just work 12 hours a week, has been quite an adjustment. I knew very few people when I moved here. I think I've done well overall, but occasionally I get really lonesome. Not homesick, just lonesome. The ladies in the church (besides the elderly ladies) all work and aren't available to get together with during the week. Of Jarret's friends and relatives, the women all either work or have young children and can't get together very easily, or on the spur of the moment. So occasionally I just find myself really wishing for some female company. I also am starting to really dislike what is now the norm for most married women to work full time outside of the home!
Anyway, I was talking with my mom this morning (so thankful for phones!) and trying not to get all tearful again, and she gave me good advice and a timely reminder that I really needed to hear. She reminded me that when we feel lonely, one of the best things we can do is get out and go lift someone else up. Others are lonely too, and need the attention and help. I appreciated hearing that, and it gave me the final push I needed to do what I'd been contemplating, and call a young woman who I've befriended, along with her mom, through working at the library. I called at lunchtime, to see if she'd like to come with me to town while I picked out some seeds for my garden. It just so happened that she and her mom were going to be right in town anyway, so it all fell into place, and I was able to spend a couple hours visiting with her and a little with her mom. Her mom works at an assisted living place just across the street from our trailer park, so I went over with them and met one of the ladies she was visiting. I also talked with them about volunteering (another idea I've had in the back of my mind for a while) and have someone's number to call and talk with about it. It brightened up my afternoon tremendously. :)
So! Bottom line is...when feeling down, go look for people to spend time with, who need some cheering up themselves. It'll make both of you feel better. :)
And...I've now got my cilantro, green onion and cantaloupe seeds...and a good dose of sunshine, too! :)
Look for somebody that might need cheering up, ok?
Sherri
"A candle loses nothing of its brightness by lighting another candle."
at 03/08/10 2:49PM
It's a beauteous, sunshiny day! The birds are singing, the sun feels warm, and there is a gentle breeze. Spring is in the air. *happy sigh*
I named the calf I've been bottlefeeding "Perky" because she's been a lot more feisty the last couple days. She has an infection in her foot, which looks really gross, but she's perking up now, moving around more, tugging on the bottle, flapping her tail, and all-around looking a lot more lively. Looks like she's going to make it. Yay!! I'd rather like to try my hand at teaching her how to drink from a bucket. It'd be a lot faster and easier.
Jarret and I have half the kitchen cabinet doors on now, and they look great! Painting those dark wood cabinets white was a huge improvement. (Thanks for the idea,
Mom!) We're going to wait till the linoleum is put down in the kitchen before putting on the bottom cabinet doors...don't want to take a chance on them getting scratched.
Yesterday it was so nice out that I asked Jarret if he'd go on a walk with me before we went in and started working on the farmhouse, and so we did. We went out in one of the fields, and it was so relaxing to just walk and talk and be together. The skyline was pretty, and the wheat is starting to grow. The cat, Snappy, followed us all the way out. Life is sweet. :)
Have an awesome day!
Sherri
now i try to beat myself up less, learn from the mistake and move on. and now my employees can tell me (and not run to my husband) that i am not myself. at least they want the old me back.