The here and there moments when I have been able to steal away to my new genealogy desk, tucked into a tiny alcove upstairs, have opened some doors but resolved nothing, leaving me with the mostly unsettling feeling of being more than slightly fragmented.
As if the general merriment of the season, the wild and wintry weather outside, and the joyful bedlam which ensues whenever my kids are on school holiday weren’t enough, come Thursday morning, painters will descend on our household because of a what-the-heck-was-I-thinking, lost-in-a-moment-of-whimsy kind of decision to re-paint the basement media/play room before the impromtpu New Year’s Eve party we decided at the last minute to host this Saturday (the color is Great Barrington Green in case you’re wondering). OMG. Needless to say, I don’t expect to get much genealogy work done this week. Possibly an assignment or two from one of the NIGS classes I’m taking. But certainly not any cleanup of the hundreds of (pre-BU course) badly writing source citations which haunt me; or additional work reviewing the FHL North Marston parish register microfilm my library just got in for me; or the transcribing of the stack of Collcutt Oxfordshire wills I recently acquired; or attending to my beloved blog – well okay, maybe a quickie post What can’t wait is this month’s reading assignment for my ProGen13 chat next Tuesday, and I must reread the NGSQ article assigment for my new study group.
But…Sunday is a new week, a new month, a new year!!! A time for resolutions, fresh starts, and new beginnings!!
I will be back
Victorian clip art courtesy of Averyl’s Attic