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  • cranky_granny
    cranky_granny Member Posts: 758
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  • Fufan
    Fufan Member Posts: 123
    edited September 2023
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    And you certainly can’t do it while your quilting, and trying to remember your French vocab. Women can multitask, but there is a limit!
  • arpie
    arpie Member Posts: 7,668
    edited September 2023
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    LOL.  A good way to use up your old Bra 'inserts' ....  I'll be doing this to my lambswool slippers - they are a tad 'loose' ....

    https://www.facebook.com/reel/673947881448226
  • arpie
    arpie Member Posts: 7,668
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    So TRUE!!



  • arpie
    arpie Member Posts: 7,668
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    Ain't that the truth - it's been incredibly windy here .....



  • arpie
    arpie Member Posts: 7,668
    edited September 2023
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    Who else has grand plans to 'tidy everything up' or 'have a spring clean' .... every other day ...

    Every Spring I take my house plants outside and then before Winter I bring them in ...... well I haven’t done that just yet because I start thinking of other things to be done ....

    Like ...  before I put them out, I’ll wash that wall that they’re going to be in front of .....
    And then realise I need to sweep and mop and ...... oh wait! While I have the kitchen table pulled out, I might as well polish the pedestal ..... then I realise I need to put the laundry on ..... but I need to tidy the desk before I do that .... and on it goes .....

    Then I am so drained just thinking about all of it - I usually just go lay down & read a book instead!


    So .... Just take it one day at a time ... one day it WILL happen ....


  • Fufan
    Fufan Member Posts: 123
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    Oh @arpie, that reminds me of a lovely poem by A. A. Milne:
    https://www.poetrynook.com/poem/old-sailor-0
  • arpie
    arpie Member Posts: 7,668
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    I loved AA Milne, as a kid @Fufan...... here is the poem (for others) and it DEFINITELY relates xx .... 

    The Old Sailor

    There was once an old sailor my grandfather knew
    Who had so many things which he wanted to do
    That, whenever he thought it was time to begin,
    He couldn't because of the state he was in.

    He was shipwrecked, and lived on an island for weeks,

    And he wanted a hat,
    and he wanted some breeks;

    And he wanted some nets, or a line and some hooks
    For the turtles and things which you read of in books.

    And, thinking of this, he remembered a thing
    Which he wanted (for water) and that was a spring;
    And he thought that to talk to he'd look for, and keep
    (If he found it) a goat, or some chickens and sheep.

    Then, because of the weather, he wanted a hut
    With a door (to come in by) which opened and shut
    (With a jerk, which was useful if snakes were about),
    And a very strong lock to keep savages out.

    He began on the fish-hooks and when he'd begun
    He decided he couldn't because of the sun.

    So he knew what he ought to begin with, and that
    Was to find, or to make, a large sun-stopping hat.
    He was making the hat with some leaves from a tree,
    When he thought, " I'm as hot as a body can be,
    And I've nothing to take for my terrible thirst;
    So I'll look for a spring, and I'll look for it first . "

    Then he thought as he started, " Oh, dear and oh, dear!
    I'll be lonely to-morrow with nobody here! "
    So he made in his note-book a couple of notes:
    " I must first find some chickens "
    and " No, I mean goats . "

    He had just seen a goat (which he knew by the shape)
    When he thought, " But I must have a boat for escape.
    But a boat means a sail, which means needles and thread;
    So I'd better sit down and make needles instead. "

    He began on a needle, but thought as he worked,
    That, if this was an island where savages lurked,
    Sitting safe in his hut he'd have nothing to fear,
    Whereas now they might suddenly breathe in his ear!

    So he thought of his hut ... and he thought of his boat,
    And his hat and his breeks, and his chickens and goat,
    And the hooks (for his food) and the spring (for his thirst) ...
    But he never could think which he ought to do first.

    And so in the end he did nothing at all,
    But basked on the shingle wrapped up in a shawl.
    And I think it was dreadful the way he behaved —
    He did nothing but basking until he was saved!
  • iserbrown
    iserbrown Member Posts: 5,563
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  • arpie
    arpie Member Posts: 7,668
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    LOL. This happens all the time .... plus I write emails & 'think I've sent them' .... only to find them in the drafts!!  grrr



  • arpie
    arpie Member Posts: 7,668
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    O M G - how WRONG were they????



  • Julez1958
    Julez1958 Member Posts: 1,149
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    I’m with you @cranky_granny!
  • arpie
    arpie Member Posts: 7,668
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    Oh, this is SO ME!

    I hate people who go to sleep as soon as they close their eyes..

    It takes me 4 hours, 7 pillow flips, 11 positions, 2 trips to the bathroom 

    And A patridge in a pear tree.


  • arpie
    arpie Member Posts: 7,668
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