Saturday, September 27, 2014

September 27; Day Twenty-Seven


Well, I’m in the last few days of the 30-day blog challenge. I wondered if I would find enough to write about each day. There have been a few days that I didn’t have much to write. Some days I would work the blog in my head all day. Most days, though, I sat down at the computer and just started typing.

Today has been quietly uneventful. Jessica and I were going to work in the garage, but we couldn’t muster up the enthusiasm needed. I paid bills, did my little thing for work, filled out insurance claims, and wandered aimlessly around the house, stopping occasionally to skim through facebook.

We are still doing our massive purge of unnecessary stuff in the house. Jessica went through and cleaned out several cabinets in the kitchen. She found three bottles of ketchup. We buy our ketchup at Costco so we are set for awhile. She also pulled out the microwave bacon cooker. That really isn’t a necessary item in a home full of vegans.

The girls have been playing a Harry Potter Lego Wii game while I showered. We are about to sit down, eat dinner, and watch some more episodes of “How I Met Your Mother.” 

As I mentioned earlier, a quiet, uneventful, very nice day.


Friday, September 26, 2014

September 26; Day Twenty-Six

Oh my! I was about to crawl into bed and realized I haven’t blogged today. The 30-days are almost over; I wouldn’t want to miss this close.

It’s been a pretty good day. I went in to work about 7:30 this morning. Still have a lot to do, but made progress. Left work just after 5pm. Jessica suggested Chinese Food, so I went to a little restaurant called Lavender Asian Bistro for supper. Good food!

We discovered “How I Met Your Mother” season 9 is on Netflix. I love that show.  We watched four episodes before I decided I needed to go to bed.

I have a busy, but not stressful weekend planned. Nothing exciting.  Going to try to finish the final project for the Accounting certificate. I have a little work project to do, too. I plan to spend a couple of hours working on clearing out the garage. That project may take me and Jessica at least into November.

Other than that, not much going on right now. 

Okay, now I can go to bed.


Thursday, September 25, 2014

September 25; Day Twenty-Five

Once again, I do not have much to say. After working 10 hours, my brain is drained. So, I thought I would pull out a notebook of poetry I wrote back in the late 1970s and reminisce.  Oh, the angst of a teenage girl. I would have been 16-17 years old when I wrote them.

I started reading to Liz. Even though I was laughing, she kept saying that for a teenage girl in or out of love at the time, the poems weren’t too bad. Then I read her the one where I rhymed “castle” with “pastle”.  They rhymed in spelling…sorta.

When I read Liz the one I’m about to type, she said she could just picture someone beating a bongo after each line read; the audience nodding their head and snapping their applause.

Ahem.
                                Who’s There?

                “Let me out!
                                I need to breathe.”
                I look around; I see no one.
                “Let me out!
                                I need to love.”
                I look inside me, I see no one.
                “Who’s there?” I ask.
                     “I’m lonely,” speaks my heart.
                “It’s so dead in here. Please do something soon.
I have no reason to keep beating.”
                Tears roll down my cheeks.

Snap, snap, snap go fingers all around the room.

Wednesday, September 24, 2014

September 24; Day Twenty-Four


When I first started this 30-day challenge to write something in my blog every day, I knew there would be a day or more that I would not have anything to say other than, “I am writing in my blog.”

Today is one of those days. I’m so tired. So: I am writing in my blog. That is all.


Tuesday, September 23, 2014

September 23; Day Twenty-Three



"Cease striving, and know that I am God..." Psalm 46:10

This is one of my favorite verses. Only, that “cease striving” or another version states, “be still”, is more of a wish for me. I find it very difficult to cease or be still.

I had to make myself slow my thoughts and consciously take deep, relaxing breaths while sitting on the beach last week. Sometimes, at work I find my hands clinched, my shoulders hunched, my stomach in knots, my anxiety level way out of control. Nobody is driving me except me. My boss reminds me that our job is not life or death. I don’t know how to stop.

Maybe because other people seem to make everything look much easier. Maybe because I seem to step into positions that the previous person left huge shoes to fill. Maybe because sometimes I feel stupid and inadequate. Or maybe it’s because I feel the need to be “god”; to be perfect, to know everything, to not mess up. That’s just slightly an unrealistic way to be.

However, when I seem to be at my most stressed, this verse pops up. “Cease striving, and know that I am God…” He’s got this. But then I think, “Yeah, He’s got this, but I have to do it.” So, in essence, I take it back from Him and continue to strive.

I’m thankful He is patient with me. Just wish I wasn’t so stubborn in this.


Monday, September 22, 2014

September 22; Day Twenty-Two


I’m not sure where this blog will go today. I’m just going to type and let the thoughts spill out. Random stuff.

The Fellowship of the Ring opens describing an upcoming birthday party for Bilbo Baggins. He shares his birthday with Frodo. Their birthday? September 22. Rather coincidental that I started listening to this book on cd this morning.
Today was the first day back to work after my vacation. Even though I checked my work emails on a daily basis on vacation, I still came in to over 200 emails this morning. I slowly whittled that number down to 98 before calling it a day. That was including tackling the ones that came through today. Half-way through the day I actually cried.

I came home, talked with Liz a few minutes, then changed clothes to go mow the yard. I borrowed Liz’s ipod and used the ear buds Jessica gave me for my birthday. Awesome sound! I didn’t even look to see what was playing on Liz’s ipod, but I hit shuffle. The band was Lorde. Liz was rather surprised when I came in stating I really liked what I was listening to. Sometimes, listening to music while mowing the yard, shutting out the world, is very therapeutic.

Jessica came home and told stories about how a lady she works with brought in a bunch of kittens to give away. We have seven cats and a dog. We don’t need another cat. Jessica said she probably prayed harder today for good homes for those kitties than she has in a long time. Each baby found a home with people that Jessica approved of. She’s confident that was a God thing.

A co-worker/friend gave me a devotional book several months ago. I keep moving it around meaning to read it. I picked it up yesterday and started looking through it. I think I’m really going to like it. The timing is good. The book is called, “All Will Be Well”. It has readings from Julian of Norwich. I haven’t actually reached the 30-day readings yet, but already like what I have read. With some things going on in my life right now, I really need to hear that all will be well.

When I get really tired, I start rambling from topic to topic with no particular place to go with it. No beginning. No end. That’s where I am right now.


Sunday, September 21, 2014

September 21; Day Twenty-One


I still have the end of vacation blues.

However, I planned that when we came home, we would busy ourselves with home improvement projects. We have enough of those to keep us occupied for several months. One of the things we are doing is another massive purge of stuff. We have a large basement with a loft and a two-car garage with stuff. Stuff, stuff, stuff!  I estimate that 95% of all that is out there can go. Jessica weeded through Halloween decorations today and helped Liz clean out a few bins from under her bed. I went through all my clothing and cleared out quite a bit there.

Jessica loves to go through things and organize. I keep telling her that people would hire her to do that. Liz and I dislike having to decide what to do with everything. She and I have the thought process that we could possibly use that broken piece of light bulb for a craft project of some kind so we need to save it. Jessica says it needs to go.

I have been in this house for almost 21 years. I am ready for a change. Growing up, we moved approximately every two years. The house we moved into when I started high school, I stayed there for four years. When I married and moved to Oklahoma City, I lived there for five years. That is the longest I have been in one place until moving here in early 1994.

The restlessness has been growing in me for the last two or three years. So, we are purging, cleaning, fixing up, and then we will see what happens. I would like to live in a single level home. We could even go a little smaller.  It would be nice to live somewhere that we could walk or ride bikes in the neighborhood. My current neighborhood has two streets and both are on a hill. No sidewalks. The neighbors are really nice, though.

I usually get edgy in the fall. This year, there may be more than the colors of the leaves that change.