Has it really been TWO Months

Holy smokes...it's been two months since my last post!  Again, no excuses other than the holidays grabbed me, then the frigid arctic air.  Quite honestly, I haven't feel like doing diddly at night other than hibernating and watching Netflix. 

Let's start with the holidays.  We did something this year that we have never done - we drove to Minneapolis to have Christmas with my sister (staying there while she was undergoing radiation) and her daughters' families.  We had a most wonderful time and I can for see this happening more in the future.  The girls were lovely hostesses.  Of course, the star of the show was little Iris Grace.  That little girl has wormed her way in to my heart.  I love ALL of my nieces and nephews unconditionally, as well as my great nieces and nephews...but lil Iris ...well....my heart strings tug every time I see a picture of her or a snapchat (her mother sends).

We came back and had Christmas Day festivities at our house with Tom's brother Wayne and his family.  Last year  Wayne was in the hospital, so this year was truly a great Christmas for him. 

New Years.....once more, Robert and his family came over and we boiled Maine lobsters flown in special for the event.  Every year I say I'm not going to stuff myself, but dang....it's a once a year treat!

Since New Years, it's pretty much been survival mode.  My moods have been all over the place this winter and I attribute it to the nasty weather.   The frigid temperatures and endless snow has taken it's  toll.  I go to work, go to the gym, teach classes, come home and jump in to my jammies and huddle underneath blankets.  Not much living going on when the air hurts my face when I go outside.  My moods have started to tank though, as they do this time of year every year.  So, I upped my doses of Vitamin D, and started getting some artificial sunlight at the tanning salon. I know...skin cancer....but  right now my well being is my priority.  If it helps me to keep from crying at the drop of the hat, or going turbo on some poor unsuspecting soul, then a few minutes once a week or bi-weekly is worth it.

One plus to the weather is that I've started going through my house - organizing things, and purging (donating or discarding) items that my hands haven't touched in 2.5 years (when we started moving in to town.....has it really been almost 3 years already?)   Today it was my office/yoga room.  We all have that one room that is a catchall....and this room is mine.  So much so that I couldn't lay down a yoga mat in there if I wanted to.  So, I tackled it.  And in the process, priceless memories came flooding to mind, causing tears to fall.  Hand written notes from my mother, pictures from the past. 

As I'm going through things of sentimental  value, I'm trying to determine what to do with them.  I have no children to leave these things to.  Blankets knitted by my mother, quilts made for me in the 60's by my Grandma Olga.  Do I  hold on to them and make those, tasked with clearing out my house upon my death, deal with them?  Do I ask my nieces/great nieces now if they want them?  Or do I quietly donate them to the local safe shelter?  There are only so many that I can use.  

Maybe I will hold on to them a while longer.   The Universe will whisper to me what  I should do. 

I'm planning for Spring and the goals that I want for myself.   I want the indoor projects to be done, so that when the weather is nice, i.d snow melted and it's warm enough to layer up and be outside, I actually BE outside!   I dream of the fire pit, sunshine, flowers, and sunlight on my face.  

Which leads me to tonight.  It's 8:23 wine glass poured and I'm sitting here writing and listening to Jann Arden.  It's a rather melancholy album, but it's a "go to" when I'm in a reflective state.

I hope this finds you, my blog stalkers, doing well this winter.   Stay strong, the days are getting longer and the sun is gaining power.  Spring WILL be here soon,.

Namaste'

~Sherry~