May 25, 2015
(This is part
of a 365 project during my 70th year where I write and illustrate a blog on
each day's gift.)
A gallon of Dry Loc, a ¾ paint roller and a cheap,
disposable brush—with these, I painted our new retaining wall of 50 plus blocks,
preparation before painting it brown to match the color of the bottom of the
house. After it is finished, I am thinking of either adding art or a metal frog
to the wall and planting a couple of green plants in the ground near it.
Looking at the record photo I took of today’s work, I am
reminded of the time years ago when I had a vision for the area at the base of
this wall that is the entrance to our downstairs. At that time, I had to gather
and carry away piles of leaves that had settled there before I leveled the
ground. Then I bought sand to lay as a base before I laid the patio bricks. It
is hard for me to imagine now how I carried the sand and the bricks from the
car to the back of the house and spent a day or so finalizing my vision. And
then there was the treehouse I built single-handedly…with a porch, a poem and a
unicorn window.
Tonight I am tired and my back is sore from the mere
painting I accomplished earlier. When I think of what I used to be able to do
and what I can accomplish now, I have two choices when it comes to my attitude:
(1) I can complain about what I used to be able to do but can no longer do; (2)
I can be thankful what I am able to do today. Of course, this is a no-brainer.
Complaining does not make me feel better but what I can accomplish now does. I think I will forget the art idea and add a ready-made frog to the
wall.
My gift today is what I am able to accomplish now.
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