One of the advantages of blogging (online diary) is the ability to look back and see what happened on some date. Before this blog, which began on June 13, 2007, – and still – I keep notebooks of mostly quotes from whatever I happen to be reading, but sometimes I write down random thoughts. I date everything. Writing the quote or thought down helps me remember something I think I might want to remember.
This morning, I happened to look back in my notebook and there was an entry for August 21, 2006 – 2 years ago – not a quote but a note about buying my current house and property. I wrote a short snippet about the obstacles that became possibilities relating to my deciding to make an offer on this place. That entry later became a blog post – the link is over to the left in Favorite Posts – titled “Obstacles to Possibilities”.
I also wrote a bit about my fear of “biting off more than I could chew” with this place. I could see such possibilities – all of which take a bit of money and it seemed like just buying and maintaining would take everything I had.
Some days, I look at this little house and I despair ever getting it the way I think it should be. Some days all I can see – again – are the obstacles.
Another advantage of blogging and additionally being addicted to taking photos of EVERYTHING!!! – is that I can look back and see what I HAVE been able to do to this place. And THAT is a good thing.
Today the garage door opener was installed. The garden, which was an albatross to me, is now a beautiful grassy, meadow area – full of light. The 2 ruts which made up the drive are now a smooth and solid road. The woods, which was selectively logged, is healthy and more fire safe. The herb garden is under way. All of the projects have been fun and interesting.
The thing I wish to always remember – whether it is in the metamorphosis of this place or in the days of my life – is to take Joy in the Journey. There will always – I hope!! – be things I want to do. But, I hope to never get so caught up in the things I want to do that I forget to enjoy the things I have done.