A Permanently Exhausted Pigeon

pigeonAt this point of my life, I don’t think I’m a night owl OR an early bird.  I know for sure that I’ve never been an early bird.  The idea of waking up early in the morning puts absolute dread in my heart.   Continue reading

Early Bird Wannabe

early bird wannabe

Here are the grandmas on a “work weekend”. It’s probably around midnight. See one grandma is snoozing and the other is waiting for the party to begin!

In college, my mom and two grandmas would come up to Eau Claire and help decorate my dorm room or apartment. Inevitably, we would chat for a while, go out to eat, and begin working on our 10 pm. I would begin to fade at about 1:00 am, and mom was just hitting her stride. Continue reading

My Wandering Mind

I have this habit of not focusing.  This results in not listening or reading instructions and I would like to correct this habit. 

Have you ever tried to sew an evening dress or skirt without reading the directions?  Well, I have done this and I must say it does work out, but not without a few problems that could have been eliminated had I read the instructions. Continue reading

That’s Attractive…NOT

That's attractive...NOT!I don’t know how or when I started chewing my fingernails, but I remember when I made myself stop. I was teaching. First Graders are germy, have runny noses, and are not overly concerned with restroom hygiene. I decided that biting my nails was unprofessional, juvenile, and just plain gross.

But where do you go with that nervous energy? Continue reading

Creating a Sense of Urgency

urgencyFrom the time I was very young, I’ve lacked a sense of urgency. I was often late for school, missed my ride to school, and had to walk home because I would put too many tasks into too short a period of time and I would run out of time before I ran out of tasks. Continue reading

A Toddler With a Knife

It doesn’t matter if I want to do the thing or not…I still procrastinate. Procrastination often occurs when I’m tired and the activity takes some mental energy.

For example, I’m supposed to edit a post about..procrastination…for our Sidetracked Sisters blog…

I love taking pictures, looking at old photos, creating images using software, and posting on social media. But I still procrastinate! 

AND my procrastination strategies are SOOOOO sneaky! Continue reading

Just One More Chapter

I am an expert at procrastination.  I always have good intentions and look forward to accomplishing great things such as getting ready for holidays, special occasions, and just regular household activities.  But, I tend to find just about anything else to do instead of what I am supposed to do.  Yup, this is called procrastination. Continue reading

Laminated To-Do Lists

to-do listsI am the queen of procrastination.  No matter how hard I try or plan to be efficient and punctual, I always seem to fall short.  Whether it’s cleaning my house, working in the yard, or some other task I’m not fond of doing, I always seem to find better things to do with my time. Continue reading

Wants Before Needs

procrastinationProcrastination could or should be my middle name. When I was young and my mom was at work, there were certain things that had to be done before she came home. I was home alone and my pastime of choice was watching old movies. The duties I had could wait, especially if there was a Cary Grant or Clark Gable or Robert Mitcham movie on TV. I loved sitting with my back against the ottoman watching old classic movies. I would watch the clock and time it out so I could run around like a crazy person and get my tasks done before mom came home. Continue reading

Not Hard To Find


Home on MacArthur Drive

The first time I left home was the first and the last.  I graduated from high school in 1962, worked as a secretary for the Superintendent of Schools prior to graduation, and upon graduation, then in August of that year, I went to work for the next fifty-six years at the law office.  I got engaged while a senior in high school and waited one year to regroup and got married in the summer of 1963.   Continue reading