sleep conquers all

i fell asleep last nite at 5:30 p.m. and woke up at 11:30 p.m. stayed woke til 3 a.m. went back to sleep until 6 a.m.

now on my second cup of coffee. some nights i go to sleep dreaming about waking up and having my coffee. i love my coffee. i need a warmer plate though. some of my friends at work have them at their desks. there is something else i can spend money on.

finished cleaning lazy susan. as long as every day i can check something off i feel like i am making progress. i am keeping a big list on the wall. i write it down and  cross off as i go.these are the simple joys. my goal is to finish in the house and move to basement storage. I need to plan it.  It would be good to dig in when landlady is away. change makes her nuts. well unless its her changes.

i need to decide what to keep and what to let go of and is there a method to do both.

when moving all the books last week i rediscovered a treasured book from when i was very young. The Scottish Tartans. I read about every clan. I was very intrigued with my father's ancestry and place of origin. My father's father, James was a foot soldier in the Queen's regiment known as the Black Watch. He was killed in the battle of Loos in France. My father's immigrant story was at first like a fairy tale, I romanticized it. Then when older I began to understand the incredible poverty he and his family endured and the how great the reward of immigration was for them.  My family had no land so therefor no tartan. But the tartan we can claim is my grandfather's black watch tartan.

The moving of the books, the reorg has brought back memories. I was in 7th grade when it started. I was taking a home economics class that had a sewing section. I started tracing dresses I wanted to make and wear. I had really good tracing paper and pencils from the stationery store. I also started making some clothes for myself.