Gray today, but probably just for the sake of it, I’m not sure it’s going to rain. I went to check and got distracted by a story about a Russian war plane dropping a bomb on a Russian city. “Accidentally.”
You always have to wonder about these things. Was it an attempt to blame Ukraine or another country for the bombing, but didn’t work out that way? Is the equipment so unreliable?
Something else more sinister?
It’s very difficult to know.
Very precarious times. I wonder how many people were killed, just living their lives, likely in a country they didn’t choose. In the midst of a war they also likely didn’t choose.
So many ways our world could have gone and yet this is how it is. A place run by men with egos that cannot be satisfied, greed that is bottomless, and no souls to speak of.
It makes me even more glad we’ve gotten rid of such a person in favor of Pres. Biden, but they’re always, always banging at the gates. Look at that authoritarian wannabe in Florida.
Heavy thoughts for a Friday. Heavy thoughts for a heavy sky.
Anyway, that’s it for me this week, have a great day and a spectacular weekend.
It’s cloudy today, and I’m in a place of I don’t wanna. Don’t want to post.
Don’t want to do the day’s tasks.
I just don’t wanna. Looks like the weather doesn’t wanna either.
But the problem with I don’t wanna is it doesn’t make anything less required to be done. Well that’s an awkward sentence.
You know what I mean.
Isn’t that the crux of being an adult, a life crammed with things that you have to do but don’t want to do. So what do you do?
You do it anyway.
Not complicated, not wildly insightful, but now and then we need the nudge to plod ahead. So if you, like me, don’t wanna, you, like me are going to square your shoulders, put a determined look on your face and…
It’s gone from nearly 80 back down into the 30s, and last night it snowed. It snowed.
There was a dusting this morning when I got up, but none of it stuck around, and now the grass looks greener, like it got a refreshing, tall ice water.
I suppose it did.
The bad weather doesn’t seem done yet, though, and I’m trying to get my wheels turning. They’ve been slow to turn lately, and I don’t know the specifics of why. I’m sure much of the last two years catching up with me. And now I’m losing my sense of time completely as I try to remember when my mom got sick, when the slide began.
It’s like an accordion, expanding and collapsing, events near and far all at the same time.
That takes a toll too, I guess.
What an upbeat note for a Monday! Perhaps I should throw in a few “we can do its!” and “we’ve got this” and “hang in theres.”
Well look at that, it’s Friday once more. Round and round we go.
Got my major things for the week done, and some minor things, so overall, not too terrible. And the final season of Mrs. Maisel has its first three episodes up.
Not so bad.
I’ve been in a bit of a TV rut lately, with few shows totally taking my attention. So it’s nice to see some characters I’ve gotten to know, and I love the time warp feeling.
I did watch this British show, Am I Being Unreasonable? which was written by the two female leads. It’s on Hulu and called a comedy, which seems like a stretch, but it was an excellent watch. I recommend it.
It’s a little dark, though, be warned.
We’re still sunny, we’re still warm but that’s supposed to change tomorrow. Big, crashing storms, allegedly.
We could probably use the rain. Though things are starting to look greener already. Given a little time, they always get green again.
Funny how that works.
Of course the opposite is also true, lest anyone get too optimistic or anything. Nature’s built-in balance.
Anyway, that’s it for me this week. I hope you have a fantastic Friday and the best weekend,
Somehow it is after noon already and I genuinely have no idea how that happened. I’ve gotten some things done, but not the specific things I really need to get done, so I’m not sure if that counts as a victory.
Got to get myself focused. On the other hand, those other things are done so maybe that does count as a victory after all.
It’s another very sunny day and I’m waiting for the flowering trees. Hard to know when they’re going to bloom, given our up and down weather. It’s pretty warm, though today. Not as warm as yesterday, but warm.
Took it a little easy with my workout this morning because of my tweaking my back yesterday, and with all the care and attention, it’s feeling much better today. Which brings my to my Wednesday thought.
We are so programmed to “push through” to keep going, to ignore the signals that say stop. Maybe because inertia is the natural property of all us, resisting a change. So to overcome that, we have to overcome physics at its very basic level.
And we can agree that’s a lot.
But sometimes “pushing through” only hurts us. We aggravate injuries, persist in situations that don’t serve us, dive in without all the information.
Only you know which one is better for you. No one way is always the answer.
And with that I wish you a very wonderful Wednesday.
I never did figure out another theme for Tuesdays, to really differentiate from Chat Tuesdays. And I don’t want to not visit with you on Chat Tuesday days.
Because, except for Thursdays, really what we do over here is chat. I think of it like the small conversations we have going about our regular days, a quick “good morning,” though it is officially afternoon now.
I’m running just a bit behind today, I guess. That can happen on Tuesday.
Another writing prompt a week seems like a lot for all of us, I would say. I guess something will come to me or it won’t, that’s how these things go. Creativity is a wily creature.
It frequently avoids capture.
It does, however, enjoy treats. And coffee. So so so so so so so much coffee.
Of course I’ve had a lot to dampen my creativity overall, beyond the depressing horror of the pandemic and the authoritarian wannabee who is only now starting to see consequences. It’s possible that ahead I see a little bit of inspirational light.
Not the religiousy kind. The writey kind.
Anyway, that’s it for me today, have a wonderful Tuesday!
It’s maybe cloudy, maybe sunny, one of those days when it’s difficult to tell. What it’s easy to tell is that it’s one of those days where I have to coax my brain into getting going.
You can do it, brain!
“Eh,” says my brain in reply.
I woke up way too early this morning and couldn’t go back to sleep, and I suspect that’s the base of the problem. Tired but not sleepy, what a time for a distinction.
Anyway, it’s getting springier all the time, the temps climbing, the green starting to appear, early flowers popping up. Yesterday I was in the Loop, and there was an entire island of little blue flowers tucked at the base of the trees. As I watched from the car window, people walked by them, not one of them noticing this tiny magical space fit for a fairy.
That’s how it goes, isn’t it, we often miss the little changes, the gradual shifts, and even the sudden bloom of flowers that only last about as long as you see them.
And that’s a shame.
So even though it’s a Monday, and even though, like me your brain might be stuck on “eh,” try to notice one thing no one else is noticing.