Compulsive hoarding is a mental disorder that is just beginning to be understood. As a hoarder, I have acquired things over the years with a specific purpose in mind at the time of the acquisition, used some of those items for their intended purposes, forgotten the goal for different objects, but now that I find that they have outlived their purpose in my life I am struggling to rid myself of those same things.

You can read the start of my journey here.

Sunday, October 10, 2010

Some things just aren't meant to be...

Like the high school football game we were going to try to go to as a family? Yeah. It didn't happen. When it was time to get dressed and go, Hopper had a panic attack. And while we know it would be good for her to try to work through her anxiety issues, it's not feasible.It's so stressful when she has the panic attacks which always result in a meltdown. We decided not to put her, or any of us, through it and instead stayed home, picked apples and hung out with one another. It ended up being a much more relaxing weekend than it would have, if we'd have tried to go to the game.

And now I remember why Hopper hasn't gone to but one high school football game in spite of the fact that this is her last year of high school. It all came rushing back to me when her panic set in.

Finishing up the painting projects today/this weekend? Yeah. That didn't happen either. It was too cold to do much painting today. I tried. I did paint the 2nd coat on the headboard that we'll be turning into a footboard for Scooter's bed, but it was cold enough the paint was pretty thick. I decided not to refill the tray, since I'd finished using up the paint that was in it. I tossed the aluminum foil I'd lined it with, since it was getting sticky and decided to line it when I go out to paint again. Hopefully, that will be tomorrow.

Trimming up the apple tree? Yeah. Didn't happen, but I bet you knew that was coming by now, didn't you? By the time The Hubster finished his run, the wind had picked up a bit, and it was too cold for these aching muscles to head out into a brisk breeze to try to get more apples. For the next week, the squirrels and birds will have an all you can eat breakfast, lunch and dinner bar. If there's anything left, when we trim the branches next weekend, we'll gladly pick them, but we're not expecting anything.

While my husband was out on his run today, I noticed that the 2 pears on the pear tree turned yellow overnight. They finally ripened! I was so excited! This is the first year the pear tree has produced any fruit, so we've been dying for them to ripen, so we could savor them. I could practically taste them, and the mere thought of them made my mouth water.

Hubby had to run to the store shortly after he came back from his run, so I asked him, if he could grab the pears. Then I decided to go out and take a picture of our first pears hanging on the tree. We were both more than a bit disappointed to see that in the short hour and a half or so from the time I saw them to the time we went out to pick the pears that a squirrel had gotten to them. The squirrel knocked one down to the crook of the tree and decided to help himself to the other one. Of course the squirrel's eyes were bigger than his stomach, and he ate 2 or 3 bites off the bigger
pear (of course!) and then left it to rot. :::sigh:::

If, by chance, painting is not meant to happen tomorrow, like us having 2 fresh pears from our pear tree wasn't meant to be, I'll find other things to do.

I may be meant to do laundry tomorrow.


  1. That's really too bad about the pears! stupid squirrels! Can't imagine "too cold to paint" just yet since our temps are going to hover close to 90 degrees today. It's normal for us this time of year but we're really looking forward to the much cooler weather!

  2. I'm having a lot of "meant to" days lately. Eventually, I'll get caught up. For now, I'm hanging out in bed with the laptop. :)

  3. rotten squirrel! hope he gets a belly ache!

  4. Lady you never slow down! I bow before you!


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