Monday, November 26, 2012
I don't have an enormous amount of time to post today as I am, as they say, an hour late getting up. So now I'm chasing that hour all day long.
Except it's about two hours. Ewps.
Hey, I was dreaming that I was pals with Johnny Depp! It was an IMPORTANT dream.
Anyway, it was nothing untoward. We were just pals, going to some dinner that required a lot of stair-climbing. He was also impressed with my weight loss. ;) Wacky.
Anyway - reality time - the year is rapidly drawing to a slamming close. The air is different. It is wintry, yes, but things are itchy and dark and ... off. I've gotten, no lie, a good five phone calls today. Exactly one was job-related. Everything else was various weirdnesses. And, like I wrote above, I don't have the time. But I listen just the same, as I am told of the latest family hullabaloo, or about a proxy vote for some security that I forgot I owned, and I only own maybe 20 shares. Or the hang-up calls, always a personal fave. Whatevs.
In the meantime, it gets rough, yanno? I am getting to a time of year that I truly dislike. I do not celebrate Xmas and Chanukah, though lovely, was not a really big deal when I was a kid. The end of the year is filled with medical appointments that I'm getting in before the calendar closes, and oil burner service and a haircut and one last 5K.
And through it all, I am chasing that hour. Good thing I can run these days.
Enjoy The Who.
Monday, November 19, 2012
I guess I kinda have to be. This is a short week. And of course that means cramming in as much as possible during the shortened time frame. Relax? What's that?!?! You silly people.
For someone who isn't working, I actually work pretty dang hard these days.
Part of it is actual work. I do some SEO work for a friend. I also spend time looking for work. I write. I blog (not the same thing - writing for me means fiction; blogging means commercial type stuff). I promote stuff, both my own and for more than one website. I have family stuff like everyone else does. Housework? Eh, when the mood strikes (which is rare) or things are dire and someone is coming over (now you're talkin').
And of course there's the myriad of diet-y, exercise-y things going on.
I am getting rather close to 5 years of doing this. Oy vey and lord a-mighty, that's an awfully long time. It is ... drumroll ... 1/10 of my life.
I have been doing this long than I was in college. Longer than I was practicing law. Longer than I worked most jobs, I might add (no wonder I always seem to be looking for work).
It's a long, long time.
One thing that happened recently was that I transferred over my iTunes account from one computer to the other. And, in the process, I lost my old playlists, including the one for running and the one with all of my blog songs. But yanno something? I am totally cool with it. Wanna know why? 'Cause it is hurtling rapidly toward 5 years of this. 5! The playlists were getting long and unwieldy. And it was the kind of retentive behavior that, truly, I need to not do so much of. So I am glad to see them go. I re-create what I like. Other stuff, not so much.
It's a clean slate. And that means other things can fill that vacuum.
In the meantime, I hope the start of the holiday crunch isn't too difficult for most. Take it easy and enjoy Van Morrison.
FIVE YEARS, BABY!!!
Monday, November 12, 2012
My personal life has been quiet lately, and I gotta say I'm grateful for that, as the outside world, between the hurricane and the election, has more than made up for that.
And now I'm ready for, hopefully, something else to happen.
The job search continues, but it is slow again. And that was before the election, so don't say it was due to the election's outcome. Instead, it just seems that things are slowing down. AGAIN.
Also annoying to know that I went through 5 interviews last month and only 2 are still viable. And I have serious doubts about one of 'em. I am sure the figure is really 1 - I just haven't seen that absolute, final nail rammed into that coffin.
Or, rather, the weight loss world.
In this area, there isn't a helluva lot to report, either. I continue to trade around the same five or so pounds. I continue to walk and lift weights (er, not at the same time). I shoveled snow last week. And so it goes.
And -- things are kinda dull.
But in a way that's good. For while it may feel routine, the truth of the matter is, life is routine because this IS my life. Daily walk? Check. Healthy food? Check. More water drinking than I'd prefer? Check that, too.
It's true, you lose enthusiasm. And that can lead you to backslide right into ugly, old behaviors. It's boring!
But the boring part, isn't that kinda what we're striving for, anyway? For things to feel normal? For when they feel normal, I think we feel less tempted by other stuff. I mean, why be tempted by uncomfortable things? And unhealthy behaviors, I've found, are pretty damned uncomfortable in the long run.
Have I convinced you yet? I sure hope so.
Now I gotta go convince myself. ;)
While walking. :)
Monday, November 05, 2012
Again, this is a song that I picked up long before Hurricane Sandy. There are quite a few images of devastation from my home town and surrounding environs. And it really is awful to see. My folks, who still live in the area, fled after a few days of no power. According to a neighbor, there is now power on an adjacent street. Hence when they return on Tuesday to vote, I think we can assume the electrons will be lassoed and corralled and back to doing what they were supposed to have been doing all along.
But through it all, considering even this, the truth is, the blog title still stands.
What awful things have happened to me? I lost my grandparents when I was pretty young - I never knew my father's father at all. I have lost jobs, and I have held work that I hated. Other relatives are gone; I am utterly uncle-free now. Friends have been through divorces, and have lost their parents. I have been through some weather muck of my own.
But in much of it, it seems, I am the detached observer. My parents are still here. My house is still standing. My credit is not torn to shreds. My marriage is strong and vibrant.
I am not asking for calamities to now fall on my head. Don't misunderstand me. But I am trying in some small way to gain and nurture perspective.
The other day, amidst all of the FB status updates about Sandy and getting power back and helping others, or not having power, or waiting in gas lines, or concern for others, or about the election, there was one Facebook status update that stood out like a sore thumb.
It was someone whining about gaining a few pounds.
I about leapt out of my seat.
Now, for this person, perhaps that was the end of the world. But really!
Slow down. Take a deep breath. Look around you.
A boatload (heh, pun partly intended) of people are now homeless. Schools are still closed. Infrastructure needs to be repaired.
There's an election going on. There is a lot of unemployment. Cancer and HIV still ain't cured.
Let's go global. Ever see pictures of an Indian slum? How 'bout pollution in Bulgaria? Animals that we call pets other people often call food. There's a lot out there, and a lot of it isn't sunshine and roses.
But through it all - the focus was on - what?!!??! - a few pounds gained.
Hey, you had pounds to gain.
The world is not just a black cloud. There is plenty of goodness. There are reams of wonder. There are wild horses, and there are people falling in love. There are folks who are fighting for change. There are scientists working for cures, and doctors delivering babies. There are ancient folk imparting their wisdom and there are engineers designing better tools for our lives. There are kids helping little old ladies across the street, and there are families adopting puppies and kittens. There are stars and there are chrysanthemums. There are books to read, and there's art to appreciate, or even to critique.
Pounds will come, and pounds will go. Step back and have some perspective and chill the F out when it comes to only a few of 'em. I am not saying to let yourself go.
What I am saying is - give yourself a break, and give the world a break. Hell, ya both need it.
Monday, October 29, 2012
When I originally grabbed a song for this blog entry, there wasn't a huge, honkin' storm comin' up the East Coast. Hence now it's almost comical, as fake horror is replaced with some real fear.
We are fine here, yes. Sandy is just a bunch of light rain and winds right now. The windows only rattle a little. It's not much, so far. Of course that may change. Local critters have all departed. They are undoubtedly far smarter than we are.
Fitness, right now, is a bit dicey. Go out and into the muck? Try the exercise bike which I hate? Run up and down the steps a few times? Helfino. I did lift weights this morning, but I do that every morning. I am a tad stir-crazy already. Eek, this'll be interesting if it keeps up.
The other thing is, of course, food. What to do, what to do, if the power goes out? Once night falls, there are few entertainment options.
Of course this is why a bunch of babies are often born 9 months after big power outage storms. Erm, no thanks.
Truth be told, my biggest concern is family. Me? Eh, I'll be fine. This is not my first rodeo. But others live to the South and I do fret about them a bit.
In other news, the five job interviews I have been through this month are now down to one, possibly two, that remain viable. And that's it.
Am I a bad interview? Is that it? I have gotten many jobs before; again, not my first rodeo. But I get the euphemistic, "They're going in a different direction." Er, whatevs.
The chaos of the weather seems to reflect the relative chaos of my life. Or, at least, of my working life. I await FEMA, to sweep up the detritus of my career and restore it.
In the meantime, stay safe and look out for old women flying by on broomsticks. This is why I took ours in yesterday. I don't want a broom-jacking.
Enjoy Michael Jackson.
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