"delightfully tired"-is there such a thing?

ahh, my muscles are aching-it aches in the morning till night.what i am to do? our house must be put to sale.mister will retire.we have to move.... oh,i love this place,i really do- the rain, so refreshing.the fog, so romantic.my plants thrive with no care.my friends are awesome.church is so fun.people are kind.shops are there.beautiful drives in all four corners.schools are mediocre and this is where the story ends.plus,mister can't find solace under this clouds,not that he has SAD, oh no not mister.it's the kind of cultural sights and sounds that our family seeks, plus it's far away from family and beloved BYU-football that is, and all in between.nothing against the place,people and weather.and i know i can't have it all, that is the beauty of life...and my muscles? what about my muscles? to sell a house is a big project- i am repainting.off with my peach library.mister says it has to go.

                                                                                                                                                               moved the shelves,ready to repaint. 

green laundry room? not green mossy,that's next.i have emptied the library!!i did not want to part with most,but convinced my nook will have it all anyway.oh gee,it's not the same-i love libraries, the real "running my fingers through the pages" feel.i love that.but then again,i have to let some go,and still find joy.i can go the the public library...and find that cosy spot!...and my muscles? what about my muscles? it aches...with my projects underway--- i am grinning with delight !!

                                                                     mister, choosing
                                                                     books to take or
                                                                     donate-