And forget not that the earth delights to feel your bare feet and the winds long to play with your hair. ~ Kahlil Gibran

Sunday, May 31, 2009

It's All Mr. Barefoot's Fault

Really, it is.

It all started when we realised that we couldn't afford for the whole family to go to CA this year. Mr. Barefoot really needed to go. It is the one time out of the year that he gets to see his Dad, and I would never ask him to give that up. But since we just couldn't swing taking the whole family, that meant I was going to be home - alone - once again this spring.

So I started making plans for some of the things I would try to get done while I had time off of work and could sleep regular hours (thereby ensuring a certain level of get-r-donedness). It wasn't that big of a list, really. I just wanted to get the veggie beds going, transplant some hostas, build a patio and a walkway, plant flowers, finish the shed, keep the lawn mowed, get rid of the massive amounts of weeds in our lawn, fix up the fire ring, clean/seal the deck, repaint the railing on the deck, fix some rotten siding, paint the house, get our new shelving unit painted and in place, and clean the house top to bottom.

Oh, and I wanted some time to do some crafty things, too.

Really, is that too much to ask? After all, I had a whole 8 days to do it in.

Well, Mr. Barefoot made some silly comment along the lines of: "I won't even recognise the place when I come home", and that sent the hamster in my brain-case to running overtime.

"Wouldn't it be cool" I thought " if I could really spruce the place up while Mr. Barefoot was away? Wouldn't it be fun to do like those decorating shows where they send folks away for a few days or whatever and totally redo their home to make it a showplace? Wouldn't it be neat to see Mr. Barefoot's face if he really didn't recognise Barefoot Manor as home when he got back?"

So I started working like a madwoman the minute I got home from dropping him off at the airport. Oh, there have been a few minor stalls in the plan. One happened when I intended to haul brick and ended up planting 71 hostas instead. Another glitch came about when Dad (in an effort to help me) spent more time chatting with the lovely Mr. P than I had time for. And, of course, Little Sprout has not been helping. Constant interruptions as she asks "Mommy? Mommy?" with no actual question in sight have not helped my landscaping and home renovation efforts at all. Having to stop working every 10 minutes to figure out where she has run off to has made things tough as well.

But the real issue is that, on those shows, they have teams of folks doing the work. It's not just one lone Barefoot Mommy trying to do all the work on her own little self. There are, like, LOTS of folks working on those shows. Someone is painting while someone else is building while a third person is sewing curtains. I can't do all those things at once, no matter how hard I try.

So I am trying to be calm about this whole thing, and take it one day at a time. All the projects do not need to be done all at once. Everything does not need to be perfect by Friday at 6pm.

But I wish it could be.


Lisa said...

You really are a nut bag, aren't you? I couldn't "plan" on getting that list done in a year. But, I do know the desire to do it.

My lists these days are more like:

Get completely dressed before leaving the house.

Sweep at least 1/4 of the house to remove ginormous dog hair dust buffalos.

Try to pick a handful of weeds before deciding that it is too hot and the dogs are eating all the peas off of the vine.

Figure out what can be called dinner with the fewest actual movements on my part. "Honey, I've got some nice homemade pickles for dinner! Sound good?"

So, from the comfort of my arm chair, I issue this (unsolicited) advise. Take it easier on yourself. Focus on one area that you want to complete and work there. If you finish that one, start another project that is nearby, so the overall new look is even larger. Have a MD, but send the cheesecake my way. it will only make you feel sick while you are working so hard!

barefoot gardener said...

Aww, Lisa! You are so sweet! Nothing makes me feel more warm and fuzzy than being called a nut bag. ;D

I have actually accomplished quite a bit, and I have 4 1/2 days left to work on my projects!

I will have to post 'before/after' pics when Mr. brings home my camera