My day timer these days is filled with this and that.
A Meals On Wheels delivery for the Red Cross.
A Seniors For Seniors companion caregiving visit.
A Communities In Bloom meeting.
A Seniors Wish event.
Duty at the real estate office and perhaps a showing or two.
A brokerage Zoom meeting.
And so on and so forth.
Just like a beautiful patchwork quilt.
A little of this, a little of that.
It is something I have taken a long time to learn to relish.
Something that has not come easy in the last few years, as I entered my sixth decade on this planet, most of which had been spent working full tilt at a full time job or two.
I had learned young, from age 13 or so, that working meant money, and money meant freedom to some degree, to buy what you want and do what you wish.
And so, from babysitting to delivering the Sunday Sun newspaper, to dusting furniture to bagging plastic urine sample cups, to going to college to become a legal secretary and then back to college to become a broadcast journalist, and then getting my real estate license to boot, it has been work, work, work.
And I loved it.
It gave me something to do, something to be proud of, feel accomplished about.
I could pay the rent and the bills, eventually get a mortgage and own my own vehicle.
Heck, I could even start an RRSP and TFSA!
There was even a time when, while working full time at a tv station, I worked part-time as a realtor.
That was a very busy time of my life, and one which I dare say cost me a marriage.
And now these days, it is a little of this, a little of that, each and every day.
I love the variety, the flexibility, the newness of each and every day and week.
The only daily constants are my yoga routine, perhaps a walk if the weather is nice, a visit to the barn for some "equine therapy", caring for the cats and fish and hubby and home and hearth and garden.
All part of my daily tasks which have become a spiritual ritual of sorts.
And if I can get some writing in as well, then it is a great day!
It has taken awhile to get used to the new world order, this piecemeal gathering of daily tasks, this patchwork quilt.
But just like an actual patchwork quilt, made up of various pieces of material and sewn together to become one big blanket, I am loving the beauty of it all, and am grateful that my life has become a colourful work of art.