Somehow my #AccountaClub post from Friday never published. I assume that was due to your typical, run-of-the-mill computer gremlins and not due to anything I did.
Couldn’t have been me.
I got outside a bit on Friday at the Botanic Gardens, and the poppies were up and blooming. It was relatively hot but lovely, and so nice to get away from the constant barrage of information.
Did the same for much of the weekend, though now I’m back to full informational overload. It’s a bright day today, somewhere between cloudy and sunny with those thin, thin clouds it’s sometimes tough to tell from pale blue sky, and it’s unusually quiet.
And I don’t mind.
Onward we go to plow through Monday. Have a productive one.
I had a night filled with detailed, vivid dreams of strange places and strange people. At one point I waved to an otter.
It waved back.
Very odd night of dreams.
Today I’m only half in this world, with something still trying to solve the night’s problems, whatever they were. I can’t remember them at all.
I have more grounded issues, anyway, like I keep forgetting to run the dishwasher. That’s not much of a challenge, and yet…I’ll get that one off the list today. It’s not like it’s a difficult one.
I guess I’m in a bit of a fog, both figurative and literal, so I need to go shake it off. Just the metaphorical, though, the literal is on its own.
Have a great Wednesday.
My workout was so much fun while I was doing it, it was Becca, one of my favorite trainers at Daily Burn, following Boogie (nickname) yesterday, a newer trainer and another favorite. But my muscles are currently rebelling.
Should be an interesting day.
And good luck to me tomorrow.
I’m a fan of the sneaky workout though, it’s tough but doable at the time, but afterward you kind of feel like you’ve been through the washing machine. Typing feels strenuous.
Yesterday we had so much rain, it fell in sheets, and then, when it was over, everything looked so fresh. But it’s rain again today.
So it goes.
I am off to solve the world’s problems. Have a great Tuesday.
I have a whole lot to do today and I don’t want to do it.
Did I want to work out? Nope.
Did I? I did.
Did I want to blog? Not really.
Am I? Well, I think that one speaks for itself.
It’s a grind kind of a day. One reluctant foot at a time. The specific reasons right now are many, but it’s also a thing that happens.
Sometimes you have to tell yourself that any progress is good progress. A half-inch forward is still forward. Some days are tougher, and that’s how it goes.
I hope today is not one of those for you. Have a great Wednesday.
Anyone else at the “Does anything really matter” portion of the apocalypse or is it just me?
Mostly I’d like to drown my horror in ice cream, but I’m not sure there’s enough in the universe, and also I don’t think I want ice-cream-based arteries, though the jury’s still out on that.
People react in the most bewildering of ways to the impending doom, including clinging to solutions that are not solutions but exacerbations of problems. As though that one thing will see us clear.
But it will not.
If we get out from under this situation, we will be digging for decades and we may not ever get to the bottom of the rubble. Cheerful, no?
I am a long way from lighthearted and irreverent.
So here we go into a Tuesday that will feel like it stretches on into next Tuesday as the days seem to lately, but I wish you the very best in it.
Well, I’m back and I can’t say I’m feeling any better about what’s going on, but here we are. I’m still at a low boil, though.
So I decided to try to find a good inspirational quote. Have you ever tried to find a good inspirational quote?
It’s harder than it looks.
I tried random quote generators, but most links were how to build random quote generators, and really, that’s not what I had in mind for my day. Or week.
I have no idea how long that would take me.
Instead I decided to focus on just one word: Breathe.
I am going to try to breathe this week, to not carry the tension of our dissolving world on my literal shoulders, hunching, tensing. My physical discomfort will change nothing.
Have as good a Monday as is humanly possible.
So today is not Wednesday and yesterday was not Tuesday, not even last night. I was waiting for “Fosse/Verdon” to come on, and it took me the longest time to remember that it was still Monday.
Though not today.
Today is legitimately Tuesday.
Honestly I think someone is messing with time, the days feel like they’re lasting a week or more lately. It would explain so much, if someone had a time machine.
And not a good someone either. No Doctor here.
It’s another sunny day and as we push on through the week, I can’t help but believe that Spring means it this time. I’ve thought that before, but now, I think it’s going to stick.
Have a great TUESDAY. Today is Tuesday, in case anyone besides me needs reminding.