Scatterings
My mind feels very scattered tonight. I keep thinking of more and more things I need to do, and when I try to sit down and write, I keep interrupting myself with questions and tangents.
Where are my rechargable camera batteries? I know I brought them home from England, but I can't seem to locate them now to put them in the charger.
Laura G is flying up tomorrow from Valdosta for the weekend, and we are going to see *NSYNC in New Jersey on Saturday. So tonight I have been getting the guest room ready and trying unsuccessfully to find another pillow.
How come there are three pillows on that bed instead of four?
Lately I have been pretty up and down emotionally -- more so than usual, I think. Life has felt very trying in the last two weeks. But at the same time, it has also been very good. True, some things have happened that made me feel like an afterthought. Some tough-to-handle surprises have surfaced. But then other things -- things as small as funny e-mails from friends, or as silly as Marty's complaints about store-brand yogurt -- have made me laugh so hard and smile so much that I've forgotten to feel bad about the hard stuff. The thought of Jim's mini-skirt collection was good for at least an afternoon of giggles.
I have a new copy of The Mystery here on my desk. I am looking forward to a mix trade with Deb, but I have to listen to my copy of this mix and make sure it is clean before I send it off.
When I'm not feeling so self-absorbed, I've also been thinking about my friends who are going through tough times right now. People are dealing with very big stuff, and it is hard to know that there's not much I can do to make it better. Still, today on the phone I made someone laugh long and hard with a story about something stupid that happened to me, and I felt good about it because I know she needed the laugh. Hell, what's the point in breaking a toilet if you can't use the story to make your friends laugh after they get laid off?
Why is my wrist aching? Why?
Since we came back from England, Marty and I have both been focusing on our health and trying to make good decisions about what we eat. It requires a lot of planning on my part (since I do the cooking) and it has added a lot of complexity to my weekly shopping and cooking routines. I am sure it will become more intuitive as the weeks go by, and it will be less of a job to remember all the things I need to do every day. But I am proud of myself for starting on this healthy eating project, and even prouder for exercising, which is not easy for me. Amanda has been an inspiration to me where this is concerned. The positive changes she has made in her life have made a big impression on me since we've become closer friends in recent months.
I have a black cat here snuggled against my arm, patting me on the hand with his paw. Could there be anything sweeter than that?
My mind feels very scattered tonight. I keep thinking of more and more things I need to do, and when I try to sit down and write, I keep interrupting myself with questions and tangents.
Where are my rechargable camera batteries? I know I brought them home from England, but I can't seem to locate them now to put them in the charger.
Laura G is flying up tomorrow from Valdosta for the weekend, and we are going to see *NSYNC in New Jersey on Saturday. So tonight I have been getting the guest room ready and trying unsuccessfully to find another pillow.
How come there are three pillows on that bed instead of four?
Lately I have been pretty up and down emotionally -- more so than usual, I think. Life has felt very trying in the last two weeks. But at the same time, it has also been very good. True, some things have happened that made me feel like an afterthought. Some tough-to-handle surprises have surfaced. But then other things -- things as small as funny e-mails from friends, or as silly as Marty's complaints about store-brand yogurt -- have made me laugh so hard and smile so much that I've forgotten to feel bad about the hard stuff. The thought of Jim's mini-skirt collection was good for at least an afternoon of giggles.
I have a new copy of The Mystery here on my desk. I am looking forward to a mix trade with Deb, but I have to listen to my copy of this mix and make sure it is clean before I send it off.
When I'm not feeling so self-absorbed, I've also been thinking about my friends who are going through tough times right now. People are dealing with very big stuff, and it is hard to know that there's not much I can do to make it better. Still, today on the phone I made someone laugh long and hard with a story about something stupid that happened to me, and I felt good about it because I know she needed the laugh. Hell, what's the point in breaking a toilet if you can't use the story to make your friends laugh after they get laid off?
Why is my wrist aching? Why?
Since we came back from England, Marty and I have both been focusing on our health and trying to make good decisions about what we eat. It requires a lot of planning on my part (since I do the cooking) and it has added a lot of complexity to my weekly shopping and cooking routines. I am sure it will become more intuitive as the weeks go by, and it will be less of a job to remember all the things I need to do every day. But I am proud of myself for starting on this healthy eating project, and even prouder for exercising, which is not easy for me. Amanda has been an inspiration to me where this is concerned. The positive changes she has made in her life have made a big impression on me since we've become closer friends in recent months.
I have a black cat here snuggled against my arm, patting me on the hand with his paw. Could there be anything sweeter than that?
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