1. Getting the garden manured and mulched.
2. Planting garlic.
3. Baking Rosemary Olive Oil Bread.
4. Holding my new nephew.
5. Cranking out novel pages.
6. Running 5 miles a day.
7. Helping my mom paint her house.
8. Making love.
9. Dinner with friends.
10. Anything but this.
"Autumn is the eternal corrective. It is ripeness and color and a time of maturity; but it is also breadth, and depth, and distance. What man can stand with autumn on a hilltop and fail to see the span of his world and the meaning of the rolling hills that reach to the far horizon?"
~Hal Borland
Stories We Need to Know: Reading Your Life Path in Literature by my dear friend Allan Hunter who happens to also be married to my dear, dear, dear friend Cathy Bennett. This one is next on my list!
October 4th, 2006 at 6:46 am
I know! CONFLICT!
I like my job, mostly, but I detest the time that’s asked of me.
October 4th, 2006 at 9:17 am
Here, here!
(second reaction: Oh, crap. Is it time to plant garlic too? In addition to the perennial flowers still sitting in the nursery pots in my front yard? And the flower bulbs — oh, the bulbs? Oh, I just got it. Garlic’s a bulb. Crap!)
I vote for moving No. 8 up higher on the list — makes No. 10 a little easier to deal with.
October 4th, 2006 at 6:53 pm
That is one hell of a fine list! Does it make me a loser woman to think that number 3 sounds better than number 8?
October 5th, 2006 at 11:57 am
So have you started a novel, for real? (Or does that question just make you want to punch me?)
October 6th, 2006 at 7:26 am
. . . ahhh, the joys of cubicle land . . . i’d rather be ‘living’, too . . .
October 8th, 2006 at 9:45 am
Oy. That list is reminding me of everything I’d like to be doing as well. I hope you get time/energy to squeeze in something pleasant here and there.