Clean closet, which has become a multilayer universe of utter neglect, general ignoring, and crazed trashing.
My jewelry box has become a graveyard of pieces I can't bear to get rid of, yet lack the skills and materials to reconstruct. So, we will add learn jewelry making to the list.
Baby books completed for Jack and Oliver. I did start them, but that is about it. I believe I was depleted of interest in doing anything more for my precious, wonderful boys. They need me a little bit less in that raw physical way now, so there feels like more space for things like scrapbooks.
Write poems.
Study myself with the same energy I used for writing a papers. The basic outline will be a slow build up, a lapse of attention, and then an intense few weekends of focus and devotion. I am as least as interesting as the application of the Three Streams framework to understand the creation of AmeriCorps. Right?
