I find few things so delightful as a day of just puttering around, or even part of a day. In fact, if I go too long without puttering, a feeling of unease comes over me -- so I sometimes have to force it into my schedule, no matter how busy I am. Luckily, I'm not often that busy. I like to be alone to think and to putter and I've arranged my life in a way that I can usually do that, at least on the weekends.
Some might say that puttering doesn't accomplish much, and I have to say, I'm not one of those who thinks I must be constantly accomplishing something. When I get to the end of a day of puttering, I usually feel happy -- so I did accomplish something, after all.
When I look back on what I've done during my puttering days, there's usually some reading, some dog interaction, maybe some physical activity, these days maybe some blogging, other internet explorations, and (also recently) an episode or 2 of Six Feet Under. This morning I changed bags again -- which, if you go by the time I spend doing it, must be one of my favorite activities -- tried and failed (so far) to make a web banner, gave a fair number of puppy belly rubs (job one, according to certain individuals), and here I am posting.
I may take my puttering out into the larger world this afternoon, as I'm feeling the pull of "going into town" as we say out here in the sticks.
Some might say that puttering doesn't accomplish much, and I have to say, I'm not one of those who thinks I must be constantly accomplishing something. When I get to the end of a day of puttering, I usually feel happy -- so I did accomplish something, after all.
When I look back on what I've done during my puttering days, there's usually some reading, some dog interaction, maybe some physical activity, these days maybe some blogging, other internet explorations, and (also recently) an episode or 2 of Six Feet Under. This morning I changed bags again -- which, if you go by the time I spend doing it, must be one of my favorite activities -- tried and failed (so far) to make a web banner, gave a fair number of puppy belly rubs (job one, according to certain individuals), and here I am posting.
I may take my puttering out into the larger world this afternoon, as I'm feeling the pull of "going into town" as we say out here in the sticks.
2 comments:
I too enjoy puttering around! Have you ever puttered with a drill? You can do damage and accomplish things! You might even wake up with a dead arm from having wielded a drill all day, so you will have the delusion of having done some heavy lifting!
I have puttered with a drill, and it is very empowering. I just got my drill recently, to put up new smoke alarms. It was very easy and fun to use. Soon I will replace the curtains in my den, which are very very ugly and came with the house.
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