I am notorious for reading only half of many of the books I pick up. In my defense, there are many books I have read all the way through, but when it matters, you can usually find me picking out words in bold and italics and Googling them so I at least know the terms which gives the illusion of having read the whole thing. [For what it’s worth, my computer didn’t red zig-zag underline ‘Googling’--it’s a sign of the times]
I also have a bin full of sewing projects that I have half-done. It’s a shame because they will stay that way until I can find half a baby to put half a blanket on or until I can give half a craft to a friend on her half-birthday.
There are countless movies that I will never know the end to which is pretty much fine with me because they usually never turn out the way I want them to. There are half-enjoyed cold cups of coffee sitting in my half-clean office which probably means that the coffee wasn’t all that great and my office probably wasn’t all that messy.
I am not proud of the things I have half-done in my life, but I’m not really ashamed. Maybe it leaves me with a feeling that there is always something out there to be completed or accomplished or the more likely scenario is that I get bored easily. Either way, there is one thing I am very proud of doing halfway:
That’s right--half of my pregnancy is over. It’s crazy to think that 20 weeks have gone by and I only have to do that many more weeks before we get to hold our son. So, I consider it quite the accomplishment to have done this one thing half-way. However, unlike my coffee, office, books, and movies I look forward to the completion of this little project.
In other news, it feels like spring in Spokane and it is so nice. I woke up this morning and checked on my orchid and it was still one blossom and two little green buds. By the time I got home today I had two beautiful blossoms and one green bud. Orchids are difficult to raise, but it is so rewarding when they finally open. Simply having such a unique and perfect flower on my table brightens up our house and it’s a lovely reminder of the newness and purity of the spring season.