Oh, May! This is the time of year . . . when the time just FLIES! There is so much going on and so much to do — in the house, in the garden, up north, with my family, in the world — that I can barely keep up with myself.

Anyway. Mid-May. Already.
So it’s time for me to offer this R-E-P-O-R-T.

At mid-month I’m . . .

R . . . ebounding.

I’m feeling much better than I was a month ago (that diverticulitis – and the antibiotic cure –  always throw me off my game for way longer than I think it will). Our kitchen is so close to being done I can taste it (more in a bit). And the mess in our garden (from last week’s storm) is in much better control after a weekend’s work (and, really, thanks to Tom’s hard work with his chainsaw). I think our big, old tree can be saved, but the branches that fell took out a couple of my beloved, smaller trees. I’m grieving, but . . . rebounding.

E . . . xpecting.

As in Expecting The End Of Our Kitchen Project. The renovation is more or less finished. But. . . sigh. It seems to be a universal truth  . . . that every renovation project hits a little glitch. Our glitch didn’t hit until the end, thankfully.  And it’s just the re-vamp of our “butler’s pantry.” Things are sorting out now, and it should only be a matter of time. I’m really looking forward to being able to – finally – fully move in to our new kitchen. (On a very positive note, our kitchen has been fully functional – except for the butler’s pantry – for a couple of weeks now.) (We love it; definitely worth the hassle.)

P . . . rotesting.

I just want to urge all of you . . . to get out and rise up at one of the next nationwide protest events scheduled for Saturday, June 14. It’s a simple, energizing, and inspiring way to DO SOMETHING! You don’t need to have a clever sign (although it is really fun to see all the signs, I have to admit) — you can just show up and make your voice heard. Here’s a link to the June 14 protests being organized all around the country. (Check your local Indivisible organization for marches near you, too.) Find a march or a rally or a protest near you, gather a friend or two, and get out there!!! (I can’t overemphasize how wonderful it is to get out there with other like-minded people. So. Energizing.)

O . . . rganizing.

Organizing on OVERLOAD is a better description, actually. We’ve been in renovation mode for so long now (we started by painting our fully finished basement last February!) and everything is still . . . in flux. I’m making progress every day, but there’s still a lot of organizing and “setting up” to be done. It feels good to be finally moving ahead with . . . All This. And it will feel even better when everything is back where it belongs!

R . . . eturning.

As in returning to the cabin for another season. Tom opened our cabin up north over a month ago, and he’s been up weekly for steelhead and (now) trout fishing. It’s far too cold for me to enjoy going with him that early in the season, but last week . . . it was time. That first trip up for me . . . is always a “work trip,” filled with reassessing our “inventories” and cleaning All The Things and washing windows and sweeping (so much sweeping) and getting ready for the more relaxing times ahead. Fun? Not exactly. But it’s always good to get away — even if it does involve a lot of laundry and mopping.

T . . . ossing.

As part of my current organizing-on-OVERLOAD extravaganza, I’ve been going through my craft “stashES” (yes – multiple). I am coming to grips with the reality that even if I live to be a healthy and active 100-year-old, I will never be able to sew, knit, or stitch my way through my existing stashes. So . . . I’m tossing. And by that, I mean donating. The hardest part is finding “good homes” for precious fabrics, yarns, embroidery kits, and books. I’m getting there! (And it feels really good.) (Anyone interested in some yarn???)

And that’s where I am . . . here at mid-month.
How about YOU?