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Archive for May 30th, 2007

Home is Home, You Know?

Wednesday, May 30th, 2007

I have been flitting about the world like a bird since mid April. I love travel, every moment is exciting and new. And when I get home, I love home.

stopandsmelltheflowers.jpgI realized long ago that I was able to travel and try new things precisely because I keep my home steady as much as I can. For all the job changing I’ve done over the years, I have not done much house-changing. I did the college-girl shuffle for three years as expected, but that did not last long.

Then I lived in a house in Williamston for 12 years, spent 9 months in transition because of my divorce, and then bought myself a house (that is a huge statement) in Lansing. I lived there 3 years until I met Brian. I have lived in this house with Brian for about 11 years and I won’t budge unless we leave the state.

Home is home. Home keeps me stable and grounded. I am happy in my house alone or with Brian, whether we are in the same room or not. Actually, since I met Brian I’m more happy than ever to just be at home and not travel so much.

Today I have places to go, things to do, even an hour of work. I can’t tell you how much I’d rather stay sitting right here. Working but not with other people to distract me.

I’m making real progress in getting the mess out of my office, finally. The piles that were on the floor are handled. Now I’m working on the desk which had been piled so deep that it was a house of cards. Under all the current stuff I was actually using, was a collection of computer books… my instant DOS reference among them. I’m not a computer consultant anymore, they are on the way out.

First you have a mess. Then you have an even bigger mess. Then you have a long period of work. And then it looks better. But then you go to the next area and do it again. Once this room is done I have another room to tackle, maybe two, and there is still the yard with its taking-over-the-house climbing almost-wild roses.

I lose faith easily. I keep plugging anyway… because fortunately I have lived a long time and I’ve been me the whole time. I’ve made this sort of mess before and I’ve rescued myself from it before. This is a sort of an artform in and of itself.

And just maybe this time I’ll learn to toss things, to share things, to let go of things… a little sooner this time around. Before it gets quite this deep again. Just maybe?

No photos today. You’ll thank me for that. Added Later: I stopped to view the flowers and took a quick photo for you. Pretty, huh? The peonies just popped yesterday… the ones that almost died about 3 years ago.