…are grey and dismal and cold. a winter weather advisory – mixed precip: possible snow accumulation, 1-2 inches and ice — in effect until tomorrow AM.
…are not a good day for calling a business…apparently everyone who has business with the same company as I, chose to call today. one listens to the message and choices and then, after selecting the “speak to a customer service rep,” a prerecorded voice comes on the line: “all service reps are busy …” and the call is abruptly ended. C’est toute! irritating, to say the least.
…are the 25th day of the new year, 2021 and one month since Christmas Day of the previous. we were ever so eager for 2020 to come to a close and are thankful that the protracted victory of the presidential election and installation of POTUS 46 has transpired. a deep sigh of relief…
…and a note: Carolyn of youroneword is hosting the 2021 monthly One Little Word share/linkup. So mosey on over to share your 2021 word and see what others’ words are, too.
“Self-care is a deliberate choice to gift yourself with people, places, things, events, and opportunities that recharge our personal battery and promote whole health — body, mind, and spirit.” ~ Pass It On
Today, this morning, for a brief moment, I saw the birds flocking towards the sunrise …they fly so fast that I can’t train my camera eye to catch before they are out of its view…but, that’s OK, I tell myself : the image is indelibly imprinted in my mind. I watch for Canadian Geese – so far, I’ve seen none.
Life is slowly adjusting to the new normal – a term we hear and say too often. This morning, the temps dropped low enough to kick in both the furnace and the heat pump – both are working on all cylinders. Thankfully. Especially after replacing the A/C-HeatPump this summer at ruinous costs. We’re set for winter and it appears, based on the ten-day forecast that we may not have a brief reprise of summer weather/temps before November.
This week’s calendar is pretty clear – save for my Daily Pages 12 N Zoom session, still very much a delightful break in the day. More Zoom sessions scattered throughout the week. And as I look at the clock, I think I’d best get a move on for my quilting group’s meeting in just an hour – @ 10 am.
…and the days dwindle down, to a precious few…september, november …
I know that I’ve been AOL in this space since September 29th… In my last post, I said I was going to begin habit stacking and every day I awoke with the best intentions to establish the new habit as well as “Blog!” – a standing 5 star item on my daily agenda – at least 3 times a week. Tho’ my best laid schemes gang aft agley are conspicuously absent in this space, they are never in my mind!
Over the past ten+ days I’ve starred, underlined, bolded, highlighted, started, and abandoned posting… mainly because I’ve run out of time and energy. Life in these parts have taken a dramatic turn: Norman’s health has taken front and center, totally throwing previous schedules and plans out the door. These days: glucose readings and blood pressure monitoring coupled with many health consultations by phone are primary. He is doing well but we’re still working on the daily schedule revision. I think we’re finding our stride and settling into the new new normal.
Old habits are h-a-r-d to break; New habits harder to make.
To this end, I’ve decided that my blogging focus time – e.g., drafting, reading/responding to comments and blog visits – will be 1 -2 PM, give or take a minute or so! I plan to post M, W, F plus any special times of the month, e.g., one little word monthly linkup the last Tues of the month: 27 Oct, 30 Nov, and 29 Dec. Last month I designated the 1 PM hour for daily art journaling; I’m thinking perhaps Tu, Th and Sat/Sun for that activity. Time will tell…
Bright blue cloudless sky. Birds sing ” caw caw caw” … September’s air feels good against my face. I’m wearing my winter coat and I have on no hat – but that’s OK ! Despite the cooler temps, it is beautiful! I stop, take a look around, capture the sky, sun and also the sound : quiet.
I’ve reached the park. Children’s voices permeate the air along with the sounds of lawn mowers and leaf blowers. I hear the creak, squeak of a swing or two. I’m trying to decide which way do I go: my usual route or forge a new one? Lotsa children at the playground – don’t see too many adults but I do see a rather large dog.
I decide to take my usual route and trek up the hill, gathering just enough speed to get my momentum going. Other than the children, not too many people in the park – usually there are one to four parked at benches, shooting the breeze; others, at a table: writing; reading; sometimes napping …
Tomorrow is the first day of an astrological event: Autumn. It feels good to walk through this park on this last day of summer. In a way, it’s a sanctuary. A sanctuary.
… are like and unlike any other. this morning, at 8:24 am, stillness. the world around appears to still be very much sleeping in. Eventually, the “world will awaken” but for the now, I shall relish these quiet moments.
… as I look out the window, evidence of autumn greets: just the slightest twinge of brown on the leaves of this tree and larger spaces of blue sky show in between branches. against the nearly cloudless sky, red crepe myrtle dot the landscape.
… in this 5th month of Covid-19, the stealthy, incognito, non-discerning, easily transmitted virus continues to devastate … and yet, the grass continues to grow; clouds form, come and go; birds fly, stop to rest on an electric wire or tree branch or fence; squirrels scamper; bees, butterflies and other flying insects flit their way across my vista. in the not too far distance, I see traffic move and even two small dogs out for a walk.
… in the not too distant future, the sky will be more revealed as leaves from this tree begin to drop. soon to be autumn. I hope your Monday morning was as peaceful.
PS. A reminder: tomorrow is share your 2020 August word experience on this blog.
monday morphs into tuesday… I had the best intentions, plans and ideas yesterday to post … and somehow for some reason, some way, the day got away from me … as it did over the weekend. Perhaps because I was on Zoom, more than off, it seems – I hasten to add, not a complaint, just a fact. I am grateful for Zoom and other similar technologies; not only are we able to keep in touch with family, we’re also enabled to:
connect with friends , including those who perhaps we’ve only met online via our blogs and other social media;
learn new techniques in areas of our own personal interests, etc.
saturday -the 15th- afternoon, I went to Barnes & Noble and managed to spend more than enough on books to keep me company for a bit…more on them tomorrow. t’ws my first visit to a bookstore since February! I also stopped at a local office supply – filled with back to school supplies. In normal times, the inventory would be pretty much decimated. I bought the little guys each their own composition notebook, designed specifically for their ages: 6 and 2 3/4. I know that through the balance of 2020, Chris (6 years) will be doing first grade virtually and Elias, of course, will want to do everything his big bro’ (idol) does. I felt a tinge of sadness as I looked at all the school supplies – memories of back-to-school from my childhood, my nieces, flooded over and floored me as the reality of these times stopped me cold. [deep sigh].
yesterday it rained off -n-on and then of course stormed – just as Norman was putting the trash out for tuesday’s collection. why not? fortunately, tv reception wasn’t affected so we were able to watch the Democratic National Convention.
today was nearly perfect – low 80s ! Unheard of in the middle of August in these parts. I do not complain! Cheers~
PS. A reminder: next Tuesday, August 25 is the monthly one little word linkup on this blog!
7:35 am: An ambulance siren breaks the quiet of on-its-way-to-being another H-O-T one; I sigh-deeply-and think: now would the best time to go for a walk – it’s only 80. Only 80! But, I don’t have the energy to be up and at ’em…need my tea and besides, in just an hour – at 8:30 am – is the last Mindful Monday Zoom session. And then at noon, another Z: Daily Pages and tonight, a 3rd Z: a gathering of scrapbooker – from around the world – for a “crop,” -we’re all working on our individual projects, share tales, information, answer the occasional how-to question. I can say, without a hesitation, I’m on Zoom a lot – you think? – and I wonder how we might have coped with Covid-19 without Zoom and similar programs. Were these technological advances created, designed ’cause another pandemic was due? Know doubt Dr. Spock would know the answer to that question [smile].
8:05 am: Quiet resumes… just the ambient house sounds one hears and the occasional car driving by. I take another sip of tea and let its warmth and taste linger a bit before I swallow, warming my insides as it travels to my tummy. I smile as I type these words and realize that slowly I am developing qwerty skills – I hasten to add that auto-fill/correct also helps a bit, too.
I glance at the calendar and note that tomorrow is the monthly share/linkup about our 2020 One Little Word experience – here on this blog. I look forward to reading yours. And if you are a new reader to this blog, have chosen a word and wish to join in, welcome!
8:20 am: Now I must get ready for MindfulMonday! Have a great day!
It is Monday and post to blog is always a staple. Most Mondays I do… As the day moved on, I found my energy fizzling, my list of must do projects/tasks growing and several creative projects forwarded to tomorrow ~ which is probably already overbooked. Ah, such is life.
I shall blame my inertia on the heat – low 90s. As I look out the window, I see a darkened sky, moving trees, a flash of lightning and off in the distance, hear the rumble of thunder. A summer storm … an invitation to bring this post to a close and to play some with the creative project I paused earlier this afternoon. Yep, I think that’s what I’ll do. Fingers crossed we don’t lose electricity!