And it’s Wednesday and it’s raining. It needs to rain, it’s spring, and that’s kinda spring’s thing. But it’s gloomy-looking and there’s a big excuse to stay in.
All appropriate digits crossed.
Yesterday was an over-enthusiastic, locally-produced commercial of a day, you know the kind I mean, the ones that you can never get out of your head, even twenty years later you can rattle the number off because it’s been annoyed directly into the fibers of your mind. It just would not be quiet.
But today is like its taciturn twin. Hushed. Observant. Laid back.
Yesterday was a day of problems. Today is a day of solutions.
Or so it feels.
So I will grab this opportunity to make things up or fix the things I’ve already made up as the world quietly renews itself.
Have a wonderful Wednesday.
You know those days when you start one task but that task leads to another task and THAT task leads to another task?
Yeah, like that.
I wanted to write at my revamped desk, but the file cabinet drawer got stuck open AGAIN. I hate that file cabinet, it is beyond annoying but I haven’t replaced it because I get sticker shock every time I look at the cost of new ones. Why are they so expensive?
It seems unfair. Nothing so boring should ever be so costly.
So I struggled with that, and struggled with it and eventually got it but then couldn’t get the stuff that was in the drawer back into the drawer and frankly I’d love to put caution tape over the whole thing and pretend it never happened.
I came across some of my comedy sketches and I’ve got to tell you, they’re tedious. They are meta in a way that only I and perhaps one other person on the planet would enjoy and I don’t think that’s the way to get to comedy.
So a little additional opposite-of-sunshine in already less than sunshiny day.
Metaphorically only, though.
Outside it’s super sunny. Gorgeous, really.
So I am hoping that my afternoon leaves me open for lots of creativity but nothing like those sketches, wow, those never should have happened.
I hope you have a great Tuesday.
Oh Monday. Monday Monday Monday. Fun times.
I have a dentist appointment today.
And found out on Friday my dentist has left the practice. I have no idea what this visit holds. Will my hygienist still be there?
I haven’t a clue.
The appointment went from something unpleasant but nonetheless predictable to something unpleasant and unpredictable.
But it seems, that is life. The moment you think you have a handle on something, the moment you think you’re getting it, the universe says, “not so fast, buddy.”
The universe often talks like a gangster from a 1940s film, because the universe does what the universe wants.
I could have cancelled the appointment, but then there’s the stress of finding someone new, and someone soonish as it’s time for that cleaning. Now I have six months to do it.
And I say again: “Woo. Hoo.”
Chaos seems to be the preferred state of everything, and we just don’t get to control all the details of life. Or even the major parts, really, when you think about it.
So I will go off bravely into the void, and by the void I mean the dentist’s office, and face my fate of scraping and that horrible toothpaste, not knowing who will be wielding the instruments.
Wow, I’m brave.
Have a great Monday.
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Another week, another Manafort sentencing, though this time, the judge isn’t calling him “otherwise blameless.” So that’s good and based in actual reality.
It’s strange to contemplate the things some people get away with and the things other people don’t. Disparities in the justice system are rampant; now is the best of times to observe it happening in real time.
Well, last week was.
Maybe not this week. Maybe not.
Still on the Tasks with a capital T, taking things in steps, which is one of my favorite things to do when something feels overwhelming. One little bite at at time, and before you know it, you’ve devoured the whole thing.
Much like I’m devouring the live threads about Manafort, which are not on the list but, well, you know.
Sometimes I need a little self-push to do the things I don’t really want to do. One of my tricks is setting a timer; it’s an artificial deadline, a contest between me and the clock.
Sometimes I bribe myself. Or reward myself, depending on how you want to look at it.
Sometimes I can just roll up my proverbial sleeves and go.
It all hinges on the mood of the day. But, however you get going, it’s time to do it. Have a great Wednesday.
Sometimes I feel like time is circular. MondayTuesdayWednesdayThursdayFridaySaturdaySunday
And here we are back to Tuesday. Still Tasks ahead, the capital kind, not the minor kind, but the kind that need to be done, nonetheless. Or more important than nonetheless.
There are signs of spring outside, real ones, I think, or maybe I’m being optimistic. The ground is still muddy and brown, the grass last year’s dead growth, but maybe, just maybe there’s a hint of green to it.
It’s sunny today, and with a high of not so cold, maybe winter will be shrugged off after all.
That’s it for me for today, but I hope you have a great Tuesday, and I hope spring is near for you, if that’s your season now.
It’s an on-the-go blog post today, no time to chat before I had to be out in the world, so I’ll chat out in the world.
Technology is like constant miracles.
I’m doing the world’s favorite pastime, waiting for the cable guy, but not even for me. I nominate myself for sainthood.
And here he is. And let us all say, woo-hoo.
It might shock you to learn there are problems. Sigh. Not technically my problems, only borrowed. Yet here I am, solving them.
There will soon be a flurry of activity here, so I’m going to take a moment to soak in the quiet. Have a great Wednesday.
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I was looking for a banner, but decided they are just silly given how overpriced they are. It’s a banner. Why should it be pricey?
You use it once, probably.
So I’m going to make one. And I’m so filled with plans to make one that I am having trouble sitting here doing my blog instead of checking out how hard it is to cut out the font I chose.
I thought it looked easy. I could be wrong.
Can’t wait to find out.
It’s funny how many things there are that seem more fun than the task at hand. Life seems to be a lot like that.
And the universe handed me a gift: a phone call. I got most of the letters cut out, three more to go. Is it as fun as I thought it would be?
Of course it is.
Nothing like an emergency craft project to divert attention from, well, everything.
Yet again it’s bitterly cold and brightly sunny. If you didn’t check the temperature before you went outside, you’d get a terrible shock in the form of a wind that feels like the ghosts of the Arctic on a sightseeing tour.
That could be what it is, who are we to say?
Anyway, I have much Tuesday to do and less Tuesday in which to do it. Have a great day.