I’ve been away from the computer for a few days working on my other project. I am not sure but I imagine that in my writings at some point I must have mentioned doing some home renovations.
We moved to Winnipeg 7 1/2 years ago so I could be closer to the various medical specialists. We found this house a good solid nice bungalow. It was about 50 years old, it was overall in good shape but in need of TLC and some updates. We could both see past what was in front of us and see the potential in the home. When it comes to doing that sort of thing I am a pretty handy guy to have around or at least I was. Even back then yes, my physical limitations had been noticably reduced. We discussed this and came up with a 2 year plan I would be able to get the job done. I mean 2 years is a long time, or is it? I suppose what I didn’t take in to account back then was that my physical limitations would continue to decline. Even back then good work day for me would have been maybe about 4 hours with that time being spread out in bits and pieces over the entire day. Now I am down to maybe 1 hour spread out over the entire morning and then I am shot for the entire day. My pillow is loudly calling my name for nap time. Nap for 2-3 hours and I am still drained of energy. I can’t give up on the project and bit by bit I am getting there. WITH A LOT OF HELP FROM BROTHER-IN-LAW HENRI. Yes, it is tiring and I do try to watch over doing it. It is just it is something I want to/feel an need somehow to get done. Everyday I work at it some days more than others. If I am really tired I may even only put in 2-3 minutes. Every little bit is one step closer to completion and I “AM” going to get it finished!!!!
All of my working career I was a banker. Now working in a bank you are constantly facing dead lines. There was always pressure to meet those deal lines. If you have a target time or deadline in place you have to meet it. with time I have come to realize that has carried over into my personal life. The difference being in the personal life those deadlines are self imposed. How much stress, pressure do we put on ourselves with really such foolishness. Now we have to keep this sort of thing within reason.
Now I know I have at times written about my struggle with my ever decreasing physical limitations. Doing this reno work is a constant reminder of that. My 2 year self imposed deadline has been revamped. Well as I have already missed it by 5 1/2 years what is a few more months going to matter. The biggest thing is the end is in sight,. See me doing my happy dance. Now I was going to say, I am going to get this thing finished if it kills me. OK, I stopped here and thought about that last sentence. There is that saying, “I am getting it done if it kills me”, we say it but no one takes the “kills me part literally”, hmmm.
I saw something on TV recently, can’t remember who said it or even what show it was on but one line stuck with me. “Life is not a race. There are no prizes or ribbons handed out to who ever gets to the finish line first. Life is the journey that we take on the way to that finish line. What we make of that journey is up to us.”