This is my symphony

The long and dreary days of winter are coming to a close. Doesn’t seem likely considering the sub-zero temperatures we’ve had here in the Great Lakes that even cancelled many schools last week. But, alas, all good bad things must come to an end and we’re almost (and, yes, in only two months we will be finished with April showers and on to May flowers) to the chapter that reads “Daffodils! Robin Redbreasts!” At last.

And it’s just about now that those of us who started the new year with impressive resolutions find them almost forgotten and certainly neglected. *heavy sigh* We want to change … but it’s hard work. I, for instance, am undertaking a 52 Weeks To An Organized Home challenge. (You can read about it here .) I loved the fact that the to-dos were manageable: 15 minutes every day. Except I front-loaded the list and accomplished what I could while I was on winter break, knowing life would get hectic once I was back to school.  My kitchen counters, cupboards, and pantry are dreamy. Underneath the sink and my spice cupboard are another story.

We dream big, forgetting that resolutions take place in our head–actually carrying out our grand schemes requires we get down and dirty. In typical human fashion, we probably expect too much too soon.We want to re-title our book, when maybe all we need to do is turn the page and move on to the next chapter. So an organized home? Probably not. But the kitchen chapter of the challenge is just about finished, and when it is, I’ll push ahead–but meeting that challenge on my own terms.

So  take a page out of Winter’s book and let yourself move on. When the time is right.