They say necessity is the mother of invention. Well so is 15 year old boy constantly in your earhole about the sheer indecency of having the smallest bedroom in the house, maybe the whole town, possibly the universe
Do anything for twelve days straight and it will make a difference. Something will change or lift or be discovered or take flight. You'll get a grip or get an idea or see things clearer. You'll look better or feel better or maybe your house will too. Not by some far fangled magic or some secret method but in the simple act of doing the thing consistently, of going through the steps and doing the work. Surprised the heck out of me.
Here's the length and breadth and height and depth of my wisdom at present on how to live life when time seems short but things to do are relentlessly plentiful. Do one thing at a time. One thing at a time and I seem to get as much done as when I'm trying to spread myself between seven things all at once. Heres how it works.
Two's company, threes a crowd Except my front garden didn't get the memo Its wild and totally overgrown at the moment with fishbone fern that people still pay good money for in the shops, with agapanthus and seaside daisy and some other long reedy things that provide a bit of a screen from the road. They crowd in on one another - the more the merrier apparently and are only kept from going completely mad by the garden bed edging laid in a curvy romantic fashion by me years ago now.
I still go back to these words - - - small steps will often keep us going when we run out of steam with the grand gestures. Leeana Tankersley Sometimes small steps are the only thing you can do when time and money, energy and ability and plain old priorities count the "grand gestures" out for the time being - - - and sometimes taking one small step can seem like the grandest gesture of all.