Waning daylight

I made it; I made it to Saturday afternoon. Ahhhh. Now I am on "poop patrol". Picked up the doggie terds from the yard while the sun was shining. It is time to focus on the garage. Because, heh heh, the kitties are not always littered trained and the dog sometimes gets lazy. I keep saying "poop patrol" in my head over and over. The repetitition helps me stay focused and not stray to paying bills, or watching TV, or napping, or reading a book, or eating butterscotch krimpets or such. Oh geez, I just thought of blogging, see I'm already not focused. Damn laptop sitting on the couch!

Gotta turn it off

Just got back from a business trip. I find myself replaying every word I spoke while there. Cringing at the memories, but everything I said felt fine at the time. There is a 36 hour expiration date on my words.

Don't slow down; the devil might not even know your there

What I would really like to do now is lay on the couch and drink my Maker's and watch TV. But I have to pack for my trip tomorrow. 7am flight and then one night away from home. Then two more days of work after that, then work Saturday morning with the vet and then, then I can relax for a few hours. Just - keep - going.

Reedville

This weekend I went to my Grandmother's house and cleaned out some things. It is very emotionally draining. I found some really good pictures of her though. I can't wait to put them into an album so I can look through them. The ones I had found previously I put into an album and then every day for weeks I would come home from work and flip through it.

Stuff that really does not matter AT ALL

This week my work strategy has been to do maintain complete perfection on every task while being able to turn on amiable chatter with co-workers within a nano-seconds notice and stay within the physical confines of the office beyond the 8 hours required of me. Well it is only Tuesday and I am exhausted. But I am not having those daydreams of driving off a bridge (or shooting myself in the head; my top two suicide back-up plans)....maybe I'm improving!

The other day I asked the boss why stimulus money is better than regular money and he honestly looked like he wanted to smack me. It was a question I have been really asking myself. I was not trying to be "smart" as a mother would call it. But everybody around the office is always blathering on about stimulus money so I wanted to be in the know. Now I am, and apparently stimulus money IS better than regular money, as viewed by stockholders. So there.

My Favorite Things

Houseplants
Animals
Pictures of animals
Sleep
Sunny cold days in front of a south facing window.

Plant catalogs are starting to come in! Yahoo!

January 4, 2010

Since it is a '10 year and my age is also divisible by 10 this year it seems appropriate to amass a 10 year plan. So far I have: grow a great tomato, visit someplace new every year, and do not alienate family and friends. The "try not to alienate people" is really my way of trying to put into practice the few buddhist concepts of which I am aware. Like compassion, mindfulness, the way of the bodhisattva et al.

Really those three are plenty for me to tackle. We are in the new house, and a great tomato requires plenty of compost, sunshine, and a summer where I do not zone out and stop watering the thing for a month or so. And visiting someplace new every year is a stretch. The past 5 years we had not gone anywhere aside from my sister's. Then we had that vacation to South Dakota and I just loved it. It still sustains me even though it was 4 months ago now. Seeing new sights and thinking about new things was good for me and the husband too. As far as not alienating people...we're talking about an introverted, disorganized chick here. 'Nuff said.