The "Mundane-ness" of Life

Growing up, there were rules about when you could play. By play, I mean probably TV watching or playing checkers or a table game. But life on the farm left very little time for that stuff. All chores, homework, dishes, weed pulling, laundry folding, etc had to be finished for the day before any fun stuff could happen. I never wanted to follow the same stringent thinking in my adult life, when I was in charge, but it has. I won't allow myself to sit at my sewing table, or watch my recorded shows, or play on the computer until the things that I had planned for the day are underway. Today, I really needed to clean the main level of our house, because I am supposed to work tonight and my small group is coming over on Monday night. Well, that left no time for play....
While Beryl and I were taking care of mom for 7 weeks this summer we also adopted this philosophy. Playing for us was usually sew time, but before we could to that, we had to have all three meals planned, housework done, laundry done and mom bathed. Also, there was a bit of outside work for almost every day. That took us to about 3 in the afternoon. Many days we would forgo a shower just so we could spend an hour or two sewing. We generally sewed when mom was taking her afternoon nap.
On another note:
I really do love fall as I said yesterday; the colors, the crisp air, the beautiful sunsets, the moon, and the wonderful apples. One thing I detest about fall is the leaves in our backyard. I know, they crunch when you walk on them and they are pretty when they flutter to the ground, but in our yard, they are a nuisance. We have 7 mature Oak trees in our backyard and one in the front and they produce a massive amount of leaves.
Here is the backyard before Chuck cleaned it up this morning:
Now look how many leaves are left in the tree that has the fewest leaves left!!!!
I guess I could stand in the yard and catch them before they hit the ground...
Here's how nice it looked about 1/2 hour after he was done:
Do you see how there are already leaves??? By Monday it will look just like the before picture.

Phase 2 of the weekend project:
It's gettin' pretty, huh?
While cleaning the kitchen today, I took a good look at my milk can and realized it was stuck in a time warp, so it, too is undergoing a transformation. I painted it back in the 80's and stenciled it, but I have outgrown the look. My dad gave it to us about 20 years ago.
More to come on Tindell sprucing up.
I was just cancelled for my job!!! That means a Saturday night at home to play, watch game 7 for AL championship and go to bed at a decent hour.