Chores Ground Me

Yesterday afternoon I finished the memoir I was reading. I got out a needle and thread and sewed buttons on my barn coat. I'd been saving them in the little dish next to the teapot for 6 months. I was so thrilled that I vacuumed the tumble weeds of dog hair off the bedroom floor. Next I hope to take apart the fan and clean the fuzz off of the blades so it will be more efficient. Sometimes I have to contemplate doing a chore for many weeks before I finally get to it. I remind myself that chores ground me. Running my life is like managing a small farm.