Ok, its the 7th day of Christmas. Nevertheless (why is that one word?) it is Christmas all over again here.
Allow me to explain.
The good thing about having ADD is when you (or in this case, I) lose things and think perhaps they disappeared, or that your ADD self in another life and time had inexplicably gotten rid of them for good, they miraculously turn up, safe and sound in your basement. Some even in plastic boxes.
I wanted to start on one of my new year's resolutions today--to redo my bedroom. Well, my ADD had kicked in and I wanted it done NOW, which just isn't realistic. In fact, doing much of anything at all is not realistic at this point for a variety of reasons involving logical consequences (is there a such thing as pre-consequences?) Anyway, in utter frustration and disgust, I started cleaning out my basement instead. After throwing away numerous boxes, I discovered some of dh's music that we've been looking for for the better part of a decade. Also, I found some family pictures I have been wondering about. So, now I get to run around my living room with a hammer and some nails, gleefully redecorating!!
Also, I found an Episcopal hymnal, which I've been wanting for some time. I'd forgotten that we owned one. Modern Catholicism is not known for its beautiful music, and during my foray into Anglicanism I became an admirer of their music. Now dh and I can work up some of these hymns for Mass.
All in all, a good start to the new year. (Ok, technically a good ending to the old year.)