Saturday, October 30, 2010

Housekeeping

Maintaining a clean and tidy home is not one of my strengths. For sure, there are certain tasks I let go much longer than a majority of the house-cleaning population. For instance, earlier this week my uncle gave us a 2 hour warning that he was on his way and would be spending the night in our home. Husband and I scrambled to make the house hospitable, including massive dish cleaning, sweeping up dust-bins full of dog hair and dog food, throwing away piles of accumulated junk mail and receipts, scooping out 3 litter pans and wiping up numerous piles of dried cat vomit. It did all end well, I was content with how the house looked when Uncle arrived and we had a jump start on our cleaning for the weekend.

In older novels house keeping is a time-consuming activity. It is what people, mostly women, do.  I am reading 100 years of Solitude and the wife/mother's housekeeping skills have been described in-depth. In another of G.M's books, Love in the Time of Cholera, the leading woman character's home-making skills are still in my memory even though I read the book years ago. In L'A more of the same; the leading woman's house keeping abilities are described in detail as a way to understand the character, the family and their station in life. In novels that take place in the present, I have not noticed housekeeping having such importance. Either the author must be assuming that knowledge of the woman's skill in this area is not essential to understanding her character or in modern times it is generally assumed that all homes maintain a certain level of cleanliness all by themselves, without effort. This must be the case, since if the character was less than tidy, slovenly, or almost a hoarder, surely that would be used to describe a character that is eccentric, suicidal or a genius.

So what does this mean? For me I am grateful that at some point in time authors appreciated the skills of home-making. They should be appreciated, someone who does it well enhances the well-being of others, and that's a special gift to be able to give.

Thursday, October 28, 2010

Getting Older

It's not the wrinkles that bother me; it's the patches of discolorations and growths. And the sagging sucks too. Wrinkles are the least of them.

Tuesday, October 26, 2010

Today

Getting ready to go to work....in my many tossings last night I realized I am bored; no meetings to attend, no field sites to go on, nothing to structure the day except sitting at the desk.

All this may be good, it may propel me toward something different, and better.

Wednesday, October 20, 2010

Why Blog Work

The revised blog description and the new look are the result of a discovery. A discovery that work is on my mind often, or shall I call it an ever present fear that I will not be able to pay my mortgage. Consequently work is on my mind often.

It is ironic that I started out determined to articulate how there is more to my mundane existence than a mediocre career. And as it turns out, there isn't anything else.

I'm not all that upset about it.

Wednesday, October 13, 2010

The Dog's Anus, Not Mine

After realizing my complete impotence at work I got flustered, irritated and dangerously emotional and stomped out of the office after barely shutting down my computer. For all my stomping I'm sure nobody cared. But it does not make any sense! Earlier in the day I was in a perfectly fine, even high-spirited mood. Please could I at least be diagnosed bi-polar or something? Then I would at least have a "condition" to fall back on. However I believe I may just undramatically fall into the "insecure bitch" category. Lovely. Wonderful. What every woman aims to be.

So after making a pit-stop to inspect leaf color at the shore house, and a rapid visit to the vets for a pesky swollen anus that kept waking me up last night, I sat at the dining room table and let my "Next Blog" obsession fly.

In need of ferreting out some losers more insecure and less productive than myself, I kept clicking. An overly ambitious woman-blogger, an environmental consultant who cooks, cleans without using harsh chemicals, repairs bathrooms without use of plumbers and redecorates and documents it with stunning photography sent me lurching. I clicked her profile - 768 profile views, her occupation - "environmental consultant". From here a list of other bloggers that state they too are "environmental consultant's" pops up. Lo and behold I have unearthed more wholesome, beautiful, activists with morals, ambitions and excellent voting records. But this does get me wondering....who else has "Cog" as their profession?

Jack-pot. God bless the Cogs! A whole assortment of mediocrity and gleeful disrespect for the stupid blogger type-casting requests. An entire blog consisting of two entries in 2005, another with just 3 entries in 2007. All entries promising themselves and their non-existent readers to become better, be more entertaining and dazzling and entries listing complaints about mind-numbing work routines and commutes that suck all the creative energy from the blogger. Through their tiny forgotten blog is a port-hole through which I look and can see the familiar...another persons misery.

Sunday, October 10, 2010

Melancholy

Ouch.

The theme for today has been melancholy, and it brings with it a pain that settles in the middle of the chest. No amount of activity or positive thinking would shake it. I wonder if it is because I took off Friday or if taking off Friday was the beginning of the melancholy? Not sure, but I'm certain Friday and Sunday are related.

Saturday went to Reedville and usually that leaves me feeling a rather contented version of myself. Remembering my grandmother brings a groundness that no other thought can. That is why I've surrounded myself with her things, unapologetically.

Friday, October 8, 2010

Emailed 'out' this morning and spent the whole day sleeping, reading and watching TV. You know, sometimes I just need to do that, yeah, I said "need". I really only need to do it until noon or so, but at that point it would just be embarrassing to show up at work.

Monday, October 4, 2010

Cold and Gray

It's cold!
Getting dark early!
I'm not ready for winter yet!
Summer is so awesome, can't it last forever?

Past are warm days.
T-shirts and flip-flops aren't enough.
Time for long pants, nylons, sweat-shirts and jackets.
I love light and easy, stuck in the house with heat pump and electric lights sucks!