Friday, March 30, 2012
Now, no one tell me I'm being defeatist, discouraging or anything else, because I'm not . Calling me tasteless is okay.
For further tasteless fun, check out my blog at http://mumsananarchist.livejournal.com where I've swiped a lovely diatribe on depression.
Tuesday, March 20, 2012
1. I swore I'd start getting up at a decent (which in my world is 6:00ish) hour again instead of staying in bed until I either felt like or was forced into getting up, and I did. I was drinking my coffee by 6:15 this morning.
2. When I had an hour before a webinar this afternoon, instead of taking a nap or having a beer and reading the paper, I actually took the dog out for a walk (and subsequently was three minutes late, but we'll ignore that.)
3. I dug out, washed and put into use the seven day/four times a day pill holder and put all my vitamins in it - well, into the five days' worth I was able to find, anyway - and I took all of them at their allotted hours. B vitamins upset my tummy, but I'll get used to them again.
There were lots of things I didn't do right - I forgot there was a Master Gardener meeting tonight, and I blew off the DMV (again), among others - but at least these little bits are out of the way.
I'm busily trying to sort fantasy from reality in re: "Do what you love and the money will follow." So far, I don't have a lot of evidence for that, but I want to believe it, I really do. I suspect I just don't understand it properly, so I'm working on it. There has to be a way to earn a living doing something that one enjoys. I refuse to believe otherwise.
I know a lot of my Spark buddies are going through some heavy stuff right now, and all this is pretty minor in comparison. I admit that right up front. No one is going to die (even me) if I forget to take my vitamins.
My grandmother always said that the devil was in the details, though, and I have faith in that. If you tug some of the small things into alignment with what you want, how you want to live, I absolutely believe that the larger ones will naturally follow suit. Similarly, big plans can be sabotaged by inattention to small bits of it - that's why we have building inspectors at every step of construction. Well, I'm trying to construct a life I want to live. We've gotta start somewhere.
Sunday, March 11, 2012
I haven't been around much, I know. I haven't been paying much attention to eating, drinking and exercise because I've been really gearing down on the remodeling here. The ceiling is almost finished tiling (tried to wallpaper it in Lincrusta, but have you ever tried to wallpaper a ceiling by yourself? Don't.), the wallpaper is done. Next week, I'll be building bookcases, assuming I figure out how to get around the Problem of the Wainscoting. Meanwhile, every square foot of floor is covered in stacks of books. Oh, and the tiling of the tub and surround is going well, but halted for the moment because I ran out of adhesive.
I feel like I've gotten a certain amount of exercise, even if it wasn't planned. My thighs have gotten a workout daily from going up ladders backwards, carrying ten foot pieces of dripping paper and my right shoulder is pretty much toast. And speaking of toast, I've solved the carb intake problem - I don't buy bread any more. I figure if I want some badly enough, I'll be forced to bake it myself, and that'll serve as a deterrent - so far, it's working. Now if I could just figure out what to do about mayonnaise....
Yesterday I put together two years' worth of tax paperwork for my accountant, and I'll drop that off for him tomorrow. Poor guy. (Possibly poor me, too - we'll see.) My brain has pretty much turned to mush, but it's okay. I mean, how much brain do you need to push grout into the little spaces?
I remember why I started this blog! I found something! Let's start from a different place:
About two, maybe three years ago, I found a little orange ceramic .... thingee. It was about 1/4" long, vaguely pointy, obviously broken off something. I have a ton of different kinds of fake birds in the sunroom, so I did a quick inventory, figuring someone had lost a beak. Oddly, all beaks seemed to be intact. I put the Thingee aside, figuring a beakless bird would turn up at some point.
Just now I was looking for something else entirely and sort of zeroed in on the many faeries, elves, gnomes, and little things like that, that are spread around in this one china closet, sitting in tea cups and the like. I was admiring them and paying proper attention to the little creatures, when I noticed it: a missing elf ear! And the remaining one is orange! That Thingee wasn't a beak, it was an elf ear! Now if I can just remember where I put it, I can glue it back on! Last seen on the book shelf in the kitchen.....
(And if - horrors! - I remember giving up and throwing it out, I'll have a good excuse never to throw anything away for another twenty years.)
Monday, February 27, 2012
Heck, it's 2:30 in the morning - I don't have anything better to do.
A. Age: 56...I think. 2012...yes, 56 - soon to be 57
B. Bed size: double. I prefer queen, so all the various critters leave me some space, but it doesn't fit the frame I'm using.
C. Chore that you hate: all of them, but probably...washing floors
D. Dogs: always. I currently have my first dog that is strictly a pet - all the other dogs had jobs - guarding, herding, hunting, whatever.
E. Essential start to your day: Newspaper, coffee, crossword.
F. Favorite color: for what?
G. Gold or Silver: Silver. I was a silversmith for a while, and I love working with it. Never played with gold - too expensive.
H. Height: 5'6 1/2"
I. Instruments you play: piano, some guitar, lots more I'd like to learn
J. Job title: I've done so many things...currently, Open To Suggestion.
K. Kids: Two daughters
L. Live: Central New York
M. Mother's name: Shirley
N. Nicknames: Scooter, of course!
O. Overnight hospital stays: tonsils and babies
P. Pet peeves: people that ask for your help, then give you crap about how you did it.
Q. Quote from a movie: I'll think about it tomorrow.
R. Right- or left-handed: Right
S. Siblings: no blood, many soul
T. Tattoos & Piercings: ears pierced (two left, three right); tattoos on left ankle and left chest - I did have a nose pierce, but I let it fill in. More tattoos are planned.
U. Underwear: what about it?
V. Vegetable(s) you hate: okra
W. What makes you run late: Not realizing how long it takes to get someplace.
X. X-Rays you've had: you name it, I've got a photo of it somewhere.
Y. Yummy food that you make: lasagna, pie, bread, soup...I'm not a good cook on my own, but I follow directions very well.
Z. Zoo animal: snakes
Tuesday, February 07, 2012
Today was a "sculpt/cardio" day, and in fact, as I suspected, my muscles are in better shape than my cardiovasculer system. I could use some heavier weights - started out with fives, because that's what I could find around here easily, but I could do with eights, and maybe even tens for some of it. *remembers when she curled 20s...ah, youth...*
The main problem today is the superfluity of four-leggers who seemed fascinated by what I was doing, probably because they've never seen me do it before - in recent memory, anyway. I was on the floor! *Their* floor.....but not playing or looking under the sofa with the flashlight...fascinating! Whatever is she up to? Let's look more closely.....
...and so forth. if this continues, I may have to put them out of the room. Plus, I get the distinct feeling that one of the cats is laughing at me.
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