Nap Time for the Staff!

It was a 6 a.m. wake up today. Our dogs were barking outside. Sheesh, the neighbors won’t be happy. I try to remind the Babe to put the Bark Collars on when it’s early. He always forgets. Or so he says. I do not like dogs barking, either, so I can relate to folks that need to vent about that.

Are we naive, thinking we can stop dogs from barking? That’s one way they communicate. They may have been made to bark. It always worked for Lassie! And the whine that always meant, “Come quickly! Timmy fell into a well again!” One of the few ways they have to communicate.

People can communicate a lot in many different ways. Verbally, letters, memos, tweets, emails, body language, talking, shouting, singing, and probably a few I’ve missed. If you’re romantically inclined, kissing can get your point across. Affection is communicated by hugs, lovers embraces, Hallmark Cards, and more.

North Korea communicates via missles, Russia communicates by hacking these days. The United States has a show of military strength which usually gets our point across. Through the ages, countries conducted warfare at the slightest provocaiton; I would like to think our first communication would be one of peace but taking the stance, “we won’t take a lot of crap.” Let’s negotiate.

If we have so much available to us humans, then why do we have such a hard time communicating with one another?

Sometimes egos get in the way. Leaders like Castro, Khrushchev, Stalin, and Hitler overpowered governments and bullied their way in. Promises made to people in passionate speeches were never realized once they were in power. Socialism does not work, and it’s been proven. Churches have been trying for centuries to take care of all the poor, unemployed, maimed, etc. and have learned painfully, you eventually run out of other people’s money.

At other times, people form working groups to accomplish a goal. Each person represents a separate function in the goal, and each wants their function to be the best. No one will compromise and often, the original goal is not accomplished. Understanding must be gained of each separate function, and only then can tasks be coordinated so each function is not only achievable, but they each make sense and mesh together to actually reach the goal. What a concept!

Then, there are those who generate great ideas, but who delegate 100% of the work and responsibility to others, who have neither the expertise nor the time to do the job in the first place. The authority needed to get things done is important, yet that is not delegated along with the work. Only the responsibility is delegated, but none of the tools. This speaks for itself.

Think about your organization, be it a small business, an LLC, or a Corporation. Even if it’s just you. Have a Mission (Statement). Keep it in front of you. Remember it every day. Work on managing the work. Do things that make sense, in the order they make sense. Everyone will have their detailed wish list. See where they all fit together in the grand scheme of things. If they don’t fit now, they may at a later time. “Later” doesn’t mean “Never.” Step in and step back as often as necessary.

The “Staff” and I try to follow a schedule. I do, they don’t. And we play “Let the Dogs In; Let the Dogs Out.” Most of the time, in fact. They don’t get it. And I work aroud it. But if I had employees, we’d coordinate the heck out of everything. Projects, tasks, fun time. Yes, even that. Right now, my fun time consists of playing catch with Roxie. She is staring right through my hands typing right now. I believe it’s nearly time for the fun. For her. And I’l water some plants I planted yesterday.

Have a delightful day. Be Safe out there. It will be very hot in the midlands today. Think about how to be more efficient in everyday life. You’ll have more time for fun and naps. See you tomorrow!

#640! How Exciting!

With all the newness of a Monday morning, I am full of hope for a very productive week. Tomorrow, the Babe has a Neuro Doc visit after another CT Scan. Prayers and hope for successful healing. He is vowing no more ladders. That is huge and I’m grateful. The garbage company has their trucks out like clockwork, and they are doing a fine job. We are lucky they do such a fine job. I’m grateful for their work. Can you imagine what our towns and cities would look like if we didn’t have garbage haulers? I shudder to think.

All these things are running through my mind and I see this is blog post #640. How exciting. and I have about 320 followers? Cool. Now I need to find out how to go backwards and capture email addresses. Apparently, I’ve missed that point. I’m pretty tickled with that many followers and am learning more about key words every day. Trying to get that all in my brain, and apply it to the website we have for the VFW Post 2503, too. They benefit from my learning how to do this. I have a Twitter Account as an Author, and the Post has one also. Ditto with Instagram. Maintaining all of these is a job, and I’m looking at how to do it better.

I don’t want to give up daily blogging. I’ve had people tell me they look for it when they have morning coffee breaks. That’s fun to know, even if it’s my cousin. Baby Steps. It’s that way with everything. Writing, promoting yourself on social media, blogging, heck everything! My mind is whirring all over the place. I need to focus on making a plan for the week, and stick to it. yes. That’s what will make it a successful week, achieving all sorts of things.

Allergies are getting me all sneezy! Crazy, I stepped to the mail box, and now I can’t stop sneezing. It will pass allright. I can’t help but think about Cartney this morning. She’s on a car trip to Wyoming and is drawing as we speak. I think. What a way to use her time constructively. I think I may cry when I see her interpretation of my words into drawings. I’m excited.

So many things are coming together with this journey. It’s slow and steady some days, others the hours fly by. It’s all in the process, I suppose, as we’re trying to learn so many things that should add merit to the projects. Once I get the drawings, there will be a final edit; I will ask my niece and a FB friend in South Dakota to give me their opinions. They both teach kindergarten and I value their feedback.

I’m hoping this will all happen before the end of the summer. By September 1, it should be at the printers. And then the fun starts! I have a small bookstore to visit and see if they’re interested in selling the books. I can do a reading, Cartney could do readings, sketches. My imagination is seeing a good path of more things we’ve never done before. I think some folks call that “visioning.” Whatever word you want to use, it helps to make a stressful (exciting) time very positive, visioning only great things will happen.

Being a creator of things all my life (crafting, learning to paint, sewing clothing and home decor), I’m used to having a vision of something and having something go wrong, and I’m disappointed with the finished project. That could happen with “ROXIE! What Are You Doing?” too. I’m prepared for that, but don’t entertain the notion. Life teaches you that after a while. We will not quit, though!

For a nice break before I go to other things, the staff and I are going outside on the shady patio to plant my succulents in a cool multi-layer pot. Pictures tomorrow. It’s hard to explain. If the dogs will stay out, I plan to read a bit, and relax that way. Hoping the Babe gets home soon so he can get some of the rest he needs. Thanks for reading today, and I’ll see you again tomorrow. Be Safe out there!

Saturday Fun Times!

So yesterday we went to the garden center and purchased some beauties. I planted a few things in pots earlier, and one in the ground in the front yard. A smaller hydrangea bush. It should look pretty good next to the butterfly bush that grew so huge last year. We’re planning to keep it trimmed up a bit as it grows, so it doesn’t encroach on the sidewalk to enter the house. Last year it needed to be trimmed a lot.

My back does cause considerable problems when I do work like this, so I sat down on the little front porch steps to rest it a minute. I untangled the wind chimes I purchased a few years ago at Shopko, when they were still open. It was tangled to badly, I was tempted to cut it apart and restring it. But then I started thinking about my dad. He could untangle necklaces that were twisted and tangled so bad you were tempted to throw them out. He was a man of incredible patience when it came to things like that.

I started thinking about him as I sat, trying to untangle the knots of all elements of this wind chime. The more I thought about him, the easier the tangle became. I was truly amazed at how the time passed, the tangles fell away, I thought of how my dad would work on things while working them out, I could smell the freshness in the air, I was aware of the coolness of the concrete, it was such a relaxing, enjoyable experience. And this was the result:

Late getting started, but the front is looking better.

I’m sure now I’ll have those heartwarming thoughts of my dad when I glance out the window while writing or sewing. I’m such a “just look out the window at this or that” kind of person. I hope to experience many more things like this when I’m looking away to let my eyes wander.

The Babe is mowing the yard in between working more on the birdhouse bench he’s building. It’s amazing how thick the grass in the back yard has become, despite the dogs being out and using it as dogs do. I used to think only retired people had nice lawns. I remember mowing our lawn on a big banked hill when my kids and I lived on Nicholas Street. My son Nicholas sure thought it was great to live on a street named after him. I do believe it was named long before he was thought of, but I didn’t want to burst his bubble. I have a bunch of plants to keep planting this afternoon, and I’d better get back to it.

There are a couple plants I need to plant in nicer containers, like the Hibiscus tree, and hope I can keep it alive this winter. Maybe remembering to water it will help, too. Since we have lost our great cleaning lady, we’ll be cleaning now and should be in a better position to be watering plants that need it. Yes, I’m sad to lose Lori, but she needs some benefits and to be more secure for her future. I wish her well, and am glad to have had her since we moved into this home. Good Luck!

Below is an overview of the flower garden the Babe fenced in for me. There are Columbine, a small Hydrangea, and a couple Asiatic Lilies down there. We’re going to lay down Landscaping Cloth and decide where the annuals go. I hope to get everything in and thriving by tomorrow afternoon.

Lots of Potential

There is something about this meme that I love. I do believe many of us have been doing this since social distancing and stay at home were introduced. I know it’s hard for the Babe to put into words how he feels, he just knows things are “off”. I feel the same way. It’s kind of like listening to someone talk, but you feel and hear like you’re underwater. Or you go somewhere and don’t think about driving there, but realize you are there. That’s the time to do like these two little guys do above. If you can’t or don’t want to talk about it, maybe you just need someone to sit with you. Quietly. Just feel the being together. It helps. Try it with someone you trust, love, and respect. It is the best medicine.

Thank you for reading today. I appreciate your time. Sit by someone you trust and love. Enjoy their quiet company. Or untangle your windchime from last summer. It will take your mind away from your troubles. So relaxing. I will be here again tomorrow, hope to see you then. It’s the Babe’s birthday. I’m off to bake a Red Velvet Cake. The store was out of German Chocolate. So the Babe bought our granddaughter’s favorite. Hope the others like it! Take Care. Drive Safely. Wash Your Hands!