i wrote myself a to do list for the weekend.
i can't say that i got most of it done
however, there's still the sense of accomplishment.
small steps forward.
a few boxes are packed
and endless bags that have found their way to the garbage
or to the red cross donation bins.
i'm trying to be consequent in what i take,
what i leave behind.
and what i let go.
and today was something glorious
in its own way.
from the first step i took outside this morning with pup
you could feel that spring was in the air.
early morning sun that felt warm on the skin already.
i just grabbed a cup of coffee and we simply walked down the path.
i was trying to put mind over matter with the heart
in particular chapters of life.
so it almost felt like there was a constant companion
on the mind.
at home, starting to work on a corner here
and then a corner there.
can't really say organisation was the name of the game.
i managed to get one box packed.
just of little things. precious things.
angels and teacup little things.
and then i called simone,
reckoning it's too beautiful of a day
not to go for coffee and simply sit outside at the bistro.
so we did.
and then we came back
and started painting the old beds i bought last summer.
they had been dismantled in the garage since then.
at first i was doubting
if it was going to work out as i had hoped to imagine.
but as soon as we had the first coat of paint up
things were taking form.
petra came by as well,
and then it was the three of us.
the beds and a small table for the bathroom
were the accomplishments of our afternoon.
the bed will need a third coat
and then i have to find the angel mouldings that i want
for each of the headboards of the bed.
but the sweet discovery of the day
was find the engravement of the year
in which the bed was built.
and that made me smile
because it's exactly one hundred years
before i found my way to germany
and i can't believe it's been that long already.
other things that made me smile today?
seeing my first butterfly of spring
watching the pup snooze in the sun
having the girls simply being there for me
hearing from the one that is the matters of the heart
driving with the sun roof open for the first time in the mini
knowing i have the day off tomorrow...
sometimes. sundays are simply beautifully wonderful days.