Today, I wish that the animal in this picture that best represented me was the horse... Full of energy, strength, vitality, vim, vigor, and surprising muscle tone despite his lazy lifestyle. I have so many things to do, I could use a little bit of that sort of hutspah.
Is hutspah a word?
If it isn't, I'm going to submit it to Mirriam Webster.
Let's just say it is. It could have so many interesting meanings...
Hutspah (n): a zest and vitality for carrying out daily tasks. She happily weeded her garden with hutspah.
Hutspah (n): an utterance used when lifting heavy objects. As Norm, Sal and Joe began to lift the sofa sleeper, they all grunted, "Hutspah!" as they hoisted it into the air.
Hutspah (n): an exclamation yelled while dancing at weddings. The wedding party circled around the bride and groom with wine bottles in hand, and while kicking one knee in the air and then another, called out, "Hutspah!"
Hutspah (v): the act of throwing up without prior indication or warning. Janice and Ed were driving home from the lake, when out of nowhere, Janice hutspahed all over the car.
What was I talking about?
Oh yes... This picture...
What I was going to say is, even though I wish the animal in this picture that represented me was the horse, running wild and free and full of hutspah, I actually feel much more like the dog, skittering out of the way in fear, while the horse represents all of the projects I have to work on. I feel as if they are chasing me down, their hot breath on my neck.
There's organization of the kids' clothes... The ones they've grown out of. The ones they will grow into. The ones they still wear. The ones we have inherited from cousins.
There's umpteen yard maintenance projects. There are things to be mowed, weed-whacked, pulled, moved around, disposed of, organized, fence to be torn down, fence to be built... You name it, we got it.
I don't really know what 'it' is, but when it comes to yard maintenance around here, we are up to our eyeballs.
Then there's garden maintenance. This is not the same as yard maintenance. Garden maintenance is it's own category of projects, although at this point, it mostly all revolves around weed control.
And then there's... Well, there's more. There's so much more. But I won't burden you with the details, other than to mention... Oh yeah! I'm having a baby! At some point we're going to have to prepare for that. I just thank the good Lord that I'm due in the middle of winter. Every livin' yard and garden project will be buried under two feet of snow by then and will be the farthest thing from my mind.
The thing that is the most frustrating about it is that the reason we progress so slowly at these projects is because we work all. the. time. And truth be told, I get pretty frustrated that my pregnant self can't do certain things these days.
Anyhow, today I had to have a little talk with myself. I told myself that I need to change my attitude, because we need our jobs, and being pregnant is a blessing. Without our jobs, we wouldn't be able to live here, feed our children, or have any money to enjoy ourselves. We need to keep working, and it is good to keep working. It is something to be thankful for.
And as far as being pregnant... Really, the rest of it just doesn't matter. My first job right now is to spend time with God, which I have been sorely negligent in, making the excuse that I just have too much to do to sit down with Him. And my second job is to take care of myself and this little one, and to take care of my husband and children. The other stuff is just side work that we'll get to when we get to.
This is what I told myself, and myself listened.
And then myself digressed a bit and started wondering why I can't just have a maid, gardener, maintenance worker and cook live with us.
But then myself came back to reality and remembered, if wishes were horses...
Happy Monday, everyone!