Here a Book, There a Book, Everywhere a Book, Book

I spent the morning at the elementary school library helping out with Book Fair. This is the most wonderful event! We transformed the library into a wonderland of books and learning tools that each child and his family will be able to shop in next week. Oh the books we set up. I love books. I come from a family that loves books. If I weren't a human I would want to be a book! (At least a rare, treasured one) It was so fun working with the other moms that had volunteered. We spent the morning lifting heavy cartons of books and having an impromptu book club. We all talked about the pros and cons of books we had recently read. What a fun way to do service. Why can't all acts of service be this fun?
If I do nothing in life I hope that I can instill in my kids the love and joy of reading. Isn't it wonderful to be able to sit in a comfortable chair and travel all over the world in all sorts of decades? When I read I love to transport myself to all the neat places. I love inserting myself into their lives and feeling the emotions of the characters.
I was so happy working in the library that I forgot to be stressed over how much work there is to be done in the studio before we open up on Monday. Thankfully, a whole group of friends showed up this afternoon to move things along rather quickly. So.....does this mean that service begets service? Nah, things couldn't be that easy could they?

Why Do It Today When I Can Put It Off For Eternity?

I must confess that I am more of a procrastinator than I want to be!!! I have been putting off blogging for so long it is pitiful. I do have about 101 really good excuses, though.

Okay...here goes. My very first blog. I have worried so much about what to write that I have almost paralyzed myself. All I know is what I live so that is what will fill these pages.

For the past 3 weeks my sister and I have been consumed with putting together our performing and creative arts studio. We were supposed to have our first classes today. I have finally come to my senses and realized that it would not be prudent to open the doors today. Oh, I have good, sound reasons. Here are just a few:

1. Would parents sue us if their kids had an allergy attack or asthma attack from all the sheetrock dust floating and coating everything?

2. What are the probabilities that one could actually break bones if they tripped over the rolls of carpet that block the entrances?

3. Can ballet shoes withstand a concrete floor with 10 years of carpet glue piled on it? Are floating wood floors really all that important?

4. Do we really need instructors for two of our most important dance classes? Couldn't I just put a video in and they could teach themselves?

5. Are leotards a must have if I have promised all the students that I would provide them for their classes? Couldn't they just wear restricting street clothes and pray they don't rip, shred, or tear on our 10 year old glue piled concrete dance floor?

6. Is music really necessary in a dance class? Couldn't we all just hum?

7. Should the owners/staff be completely sane when greeting the public and introducing our new business? Do you think parents would mind dropping their children off if I am passed out on the 10 year old glue piled concrete floor with exhaustion?

Okay, you can see I have been in denial for some time now. My nephew and brother in law have been trying to tell me that it was going to take one more week and I just kept insisting that it had to be today. I think I just didn't want these two clowns to be right and me to be wrong.

They are probably going to show some great little dance moves when they hear that I have conceded that they were right and I was wrong. I am so glad things like me being wrong only occur about once a century!

Well, I am off to continue taping, mudding and painting!!