Who Needs an Alarm Clock?

Who needs an alarm clock when you already have a couple of little white alarm clocks that are all about routine?  They're up at the crack of dawn reminding you that breakfast is the most important meal of the day and that proper nutrition is very, very important to one's overall health.

They are right there encouraging you to not only get out that door for your evening walk, but also encouraging you to pick up your pace and, therefore, increasing your heart's aerobic capacity.  Who cares if the temperatures are only in the teens?  Bundle up!!!  You burn more calories when it is cold anyway.

When they stop for potty breaks or run off after a squirrel, you get a chance to not only catch your breath, but also appreciate the beauty of a sunset.

Think about it.  Do you really need an alarm clock?  I don't.  My little alarm clocks not only tell me what time it is, but they also ensure that I have a good night's sleep. 

I'll take the sound of a cat purring and the sound of a little white dog's nails clipping as she races across the room to get to me over the ticktock of a clock any day.

My Granny Square Afghan

On the back of my couch lies my granny square afghan that I purchased a couple of years ago at a local antique shop.  I had always wanted one and when I saw it, I knew I had to have it.  It also helped that the price was quite reasonable.  Lovely, isn't it?

It looks lovely now.  However, when I first brought it home, it smelled like moth balls (nasty).  So I washed it.  Not once, but twice.  Got rid of the smell.  However, it also separated almost all of the squares!!!  That's alot of squares...

I won't lie, I thought about tossing it on top of our burn pile.  But then I thought to myself, don't do it Marcia.  Just think how much time and effort an individual put into this project.  It is piece of some one's life and beautiful.  Take care of it.

So I sewed the squares back together.  It took me one whole day to complete the project.  However, I am very glad that I did it.  Every time that I look at it, I am proud of myself.  Although it may not be the same thing as crocheting the entire afghan, I can now truly appreciate that individual's perseverance.  I am sure it took way longer than one day to complete the project.

It also made me ponder at how quick we are to judge other people.  Some may think that creating an afghan or sewing it back together is trivial.  However, until you walk a mile in someone else's shoes, don't judge.  It's not as easy or simple as some people may think it is...

This goes for all aspects of an individual's life.  Who are we to judge?  Something you may want to ponder over today.