Lots of happenings since I last blogged. I've moved into my new house. Well, I should clarify - I've still got stuff at the old house and still have boxes in a car, but obviously it's not stuff I need because I can't for the life of me figure out what it is.
But that's not the puzzle.
Ive learned that putting out .......
Ahhhhh! If you don't finish that sentence it makes you snort!
I've learned that putting out a jigsaw puzzle must be a integral part of my nesting behavior. I typically put out..... (Snort! There it is again!) a puzzle every Christmas season. That's my favorite time of the year and I do major nesting then. And decorating.
After five days of frantically/obsessively/psychotically unpacking boxes, tonight my new house was ready enough to sweep, vacuum, cook, and put out (a puzzle).
I have - what I call - a sunroom that is perfect for a puzzle. It faces the west and gets beautiful afternoon sun. Twilight is wonderful in the sunroom. It's warm, peaceful, quiet. It would be puzzle weather if there was such a thing.
But here's the weird part.
I am so NOT a jigsaw puzzle person. I am not good at visualizing how shapes go together, I bore very easily, and I bore very easily. I said that twice because that's really the problem with me and jigsaw puzzles. If I could do them while going to Sonic and then driving around or if they made noises when you got a piece fitted to another (like the games on my phone) - I might be ok with puzzles.
I've decided that I'm a puzzle starter. I like the process of pouring all the pieces out on the table, separating the straight-edge pieces from the others, and making little piles of pieces based on whatever appeals to me at the moment. Tonight that happened to be pieces that were already stuck to another piece, pieces with writing on them, blue pieces, and gingham pieces.
After puzzle preparation. ( that I excel at), I like to just be a puzzle putter-together observer. I like to sit around and talk and do Facebook and play Candy Crush on my phone while OTHER people put together the puzzle. Luckily, I have some puzzle likers in my life. Specifically, Nina and Donna. Charlie was a puzzle person, too. Or maybe that was just because I put them out and a pattern in our marriage was for me to start things and him to finish them.
Puzzles, like numerous other activities in my life, are subject to that troublesome part of my personality that likes to start stuff but not finish stuff.
I started sour dough starter. Charlie kept it alive for 20 years.
I bought house plants. Charlie watered them weekly.
I've started enough craft projects to fill my new craft room. Some I started 30 years ago!
I've started probably twice as many blogs as I've published. Most of them are in draft form.
I started this move with high (voiced) expectations of myself to go clean upy old house and get it ready to rent. Not doing that today was a classic case of the Jenny-starting-but-not-finishing phenomena.
What can I say? I didn't even follow though with putting out USING THE TERM IN THE REAL WAY! I frequently got called a tease!
Maybe it's because I'm a Gemini. I'm sure that's it. Something totally out of my control. ;-)
All I know if that I have a sunroom that was just asking for a jigsaw puzzle to be put out.
I have a table that now Nurdy has no interest in getting on because he has discovered that if he gets on the DINING table, he can watch whatever is happening on the street. (Dinner at my house if you don't mind muddy paw prints on the table.)
And now, with a jigsaw puzzle out, my move feels pretty complete.