Sunday Diversions

I thought I woke up early today. Lovey dog woke me to take her out before sunrise, which means I automatically go back to be when we come in...usually. On my way to grab a cold glass of water, I saw that it was already half past six in the morning, which did give me pause ever so slightly. I still love to crawl back into bed and relish the comfiness though, so I did. But my mind didn't cooperate, so I decided to get up and get a head start on cleaning the house before I needed to be somewhere. I was kind of smug with myself too, feeling so good about my overachieving...until I was listening to the radio and realized it was only 5:30 when I got up---EEEK! I just don't do that unless required. I think it is trauma from the wee ones waking me and knowing the feeling of sleep deprivation. I made a pact with myself in those days to relish the ability to lie in bed, awake, comfy, and wait for the world to unfold around me. I almost hopped right back in, but resisted. It was like getting hurt and having no bruise to show for it, it is lost on everyone else but you. So, I patted myself on the back and went on with my cleaning and sorting project.

After a lunch date, and the beginning of my diversion, I came home with some paint samples to check out. My plan was to test the colors in different rooms, and see what I liked in each space. But one brush stroke led to the next and after painting a few square feet of the tan living room purple, I remembered that I am hosting Arlo's Birthday party here in less than two weeks. I finished off the gallon I brought home today to 'test' with and will head back tomorrow to finish up. The color is called Regal Purple and I'm really enjoying it so far, but it's hard to know for sure until all the trim work is done. My one worry is that this room tends to feel sort of shadowy in the winter and I went for one of the darker colors that I liked. I can't wait to see it in the sunshine tomorrow and discover different aspects of it. My laundry is still in baskets today, but painting proved meditative. Is there such a thing as meditation through diversion?