Manic Monday

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Did you know Prince wrote that song (“Manic Monday”), famously performed by The Bangles? Such an amazing talent, and such a sad loss. Not sure why I have Prince on the brain today, but there he is.

It’s been a packed several days as I continue to help clear stuff from my parents’ house, an archaeological adventure in many ways. It’s amazing the amount of space you gain when you clear out the junk. I think I’m going to try it here, to sort through the accumulations you just don’t notice and you stop seeing.

I think that’s true for us, too, on the inside. We could have so much more room if we cleared out the junk, if we dug through the layers and got to the messy, dusty bits wedged in the corners. Yoga, I find, helps with that; clearing bit by bit, making more space to breathe.

Which is a little ironic, given how much the dust makes me sneeze. Can’t say for internal dust, though I’d guess it does as well. I mean, it makes sense.

Sorta.

Anyway, I’m off to make space, physical and perhaps metaphorical. Hope you have a good Monday.

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Check out  my full-length novels: 

Aunty Ida’s Full-Service Mental Institution (by Invitation Only)   

Aunty Ida’s Holey Amazing Sleeping Preparation (Not Doctor Recommended) 

 Her Cousin Much Removed

 The Great Paradox and the Innies and Outies of Time Management.

And download Better Living Through GRAVY and Other Oddities, it’s free!

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AccountaClub Friday, August 17, 2018

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accountaclub-woodWeeeelllll…there were other priorities this week. Pressing life priorities. I had to help my parents clear many decades worth of stuff out of their house, which took up all of the weekend and most of the week, and yesterday I had an allergy attack thanks to the dust.

Not sure if anyone’s ever died from dust, but I could be a pioneer.

I had the whole deal, the streaming eyes, clogged nose. I’m still pretty sneezy today, in fact just talking about it I think just loaded up the old sneeze factory, I’ve sneezed twice writing this sentence.

Time for some more Sudafed, though not the kind you have to ask the pharmacist for and prove you’re not a meth lab. Hopefully that will help.

Not a stellar week for writing. Definitely a stellar week for finding stuff I didn’t know still existed, like some old dolls and some book favorites.

So AccountAbles, how about you? Did you kill it this week? Did it feel more like this week is killing you?

Like my political side? Read my opinion pieces here.

Check out  my full-length novels: 

Aunty Ida’s Full-Service Mental Institution (by Invitation Only)   

Aunty Ida’s Holey Amazing Sleeping Preparation (Not Doctor Recommended) 

 Her Cousin Much Removed

 The Great Paradox and the Innies and Outies of Time Management.

And download Better Living Through GRAVY and Other Oddities, it’s free!

Peruse Montraps Publishing.

Wednesday’s giving me the stink eye.

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I’m having technical difficulties today. And I don’t just mean the electronic type; I managed to get toothpaste in my hair while brushing my teeth this morning.

Toothpaste. In my hair.

I also lost my coffee cup, which was patiently waiting in the microwave where I warmed the milk before I made the coffee. I don’t know about you, but I think I’m in for a long, long day.

It’s gray outside, though I don’t think there’s rain ahead. It’s gloomy for no reason but the gloom.

Fitting.

Writing, for this week, is a pipe dream, there’s too much to do in the physical world. Too much that needs clearing. And now’s the time.

So I’m going to pack up my troubles, though I’ll probably just take them with me rather than leaving them behind because that’s how one of those days tends to go. Hopefully there will be less hair-toothpaste and missing coffee and more shifting into higher gear.

I’m going to need it.

Have a wonderful Wednesday, all.

Like my political side? Read my opinion pieces here.

Check out  my full-length novels: 

Aunty Ida’s Full-Service Mental Institution (by Invitation Only)   

Aunty Ida’s Holey Amazing Sleeping Preparation (Not Doctor Recommended) 

 Her Cousin Much Removed

 The Great Paradox and the Innies and Outies of Time Management.

And download Better Living Through GRAVY and Other Oddities, it’s free!

Peruse Montraps Publishing.

#AccountaClub Friday, July 13, 2018

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accountaclub-woodWell hello #AccountaClub friends! And new friends! Did we decide on a name? AccountAbles? Other? Ideas very welcome.

So here we are at another Friday, and my week has been pretty hectic, which you likely know if you’ve been coming by. Not much writing done, but a lot of prep blogging, including this post.

Why, you ask, my dear hypothetical reader?

I’m taking a technology break! Yep.

Or let’s call it a technology diet. A skinnying if you will.

I hope you will.

Anyway, starting today, and for the next little bit, I will be spending less time with technology. I’ll try to pop in to chat on the comments (now you know why it’s not a fast, but hey, baby steps.) And I have something fun scheduled for you while you’re not getting my daily thought dump.

So let’s see how well I do. I think it’s going to be relaxing, but who knows!

How did your week go?

Like my political side? Read my opinion pieces here.

Check out  my full-length novels: 

Aunty Ida’s Full-Service Mental Institution (by Invitation Only)   

Aunty Ida’s Holey Amazing Sleeping Preparation (Not Doctor Recommended) 

 Her Cousin Much Removed

 The Great Paradox and the Innies and Outies of Time Management.

And download Better Living Through GRAVY and Other Oddities, it’s free!

Peruse Montraps Publishing.

And somehow it’s Wednesday

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I’ve interrupted myself between the title and the body. That has to be a new record! I was making a list.

I have not yet checked it twice.

We’ve stumbled along into Wednesday, that day people call “hump day,” and yet I kind of see it like a well in the middle of the week, a depression. Not that kind of depression, though for a few people, no doubt it feels that way.

Some things have gotten done and others are falling by the wayside. Prioritizing. For example, I wanted a haircut this week, but it will have to wait, off in the distance of later. My stylist is in a small shop with her husband, and I haven’t been able to get hold of her. The rush is something entirely created by me, and thus can be dismissed just as easily.

Other things await on my list, some actually more fun than others, including picking out some books for my kindle. The Chicago Public Library has an amazing collection of ebooks you can check out from your couch. Feel free to leave suggestions!

Forward I go, perhaps into some serious consideration of reverting back to half-caff, and I wish you the power to dismiss the non-essentials from your list today too. It’s pretty fantastic.

Like my political side? Read my opinion pieces here.

Check out  my full-length novels: 

Aunty Ida’s Full-Service Mental Institution (by Invitation Only)   

Aunty Ida’s Holey Amazing Sleeping Preparation (Not Doctor Recommended) 

 Her Cousin Much Removed

 The Great Paradox and the Innies and Outies of Time Management.

And download Better Living Through GRAVY and Other Oddities, it’s free!

Peruse Montraps Publishing.

Mellow Tuesday? Ha!

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Am I less frazzled than yesterday?

Eh.

Still trying to get a bunch of stuff done. And still trying to do it all at once. And this may be where all that yoga can prove helpful.

To slow down. To be in this exact moment when all I need to focus on, all I need to do is this blog post. Only the other part of my brain is doing that banging on the fish tank thing: “Uh, HELLO? What about the software you have downloading on another device right now? Don’t you need to see about it? And how about the laundry, huh? THE LAUNDRY. Forget your pesky words. LAUNDRY.”

That glass tapper sure loves to think about laundry.

If the meditations have taught me anything, it’s that I’m supposed to be able to recognize those thoughts, acknowledge them, and let them go.

But the letting them go is so much harder than it should be, when I could just, you know, get them done. Well, not the laundry, the laundry is a process, but you get the idea.

I will take a moment to breathe, yoga taught me that, too. And ah, that’s better.

Part of the problem of life is this desire to make the stress go away, to tame it, to control it. But we can’t do any of that; stress is a wild beast that always finds a way in.

Always.

The only thing we can change is how respond it it. Huh, maybe I’ve learned something from that yoga after all. Now, about that laundry…

Like my political side? Read my opinion pieces here.

Check out  my full-length novels: 

Aunty Ida’s Full-Service Mental Institution (by Invitation Only)   

Aunty Ida’s Holey Amazing Sleeping Preparation (Not Doctor Recommended) 

 Her Cousin Much Removed

 The Great Paradox and the Innies and Outies of Time Management.

And download Better Living Through GRAVY and Other Oddities, it’s free!

Peruse Montraps Publishing.

And we’re off to the metaphorical Monday races

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Ever have one of those weeks where you feel like you tumbled into it out of a moving car and not even a to-do list can keep you on task?

Welcome to my Monday. And maybe your Monday too.

Example: I just interrupted myself writing this post to do two other tasks. Told you. It’s going to be that kind of a Monday. Still working on task number two. Who says you can’t do two things at once?

Basically everyone.

And now I’m ping-ponging back and forth, which isn’t great for the writing flow, but somewhat helpful for the feeling that I need to get things done. No doubt there’s a balance.

It probably requires coffee. So much more coffee.

Also I know I have a cell phone. I just couldn’t tell you exactly where it is at the moment. Ah, found it. Good thing my head doesn’t have a tendency to wander off. I mean, at least for now.

So much Monday.

I’m not sure if it’s being here in the apex of summer, knowing how quickly it all goes; I don’t know if it’s a break in the clouds of all that’s happening right now; but whatever it is, I want to do everything, and I want to get it done NOW.

Meanwhile MSN is offering a story on its scroll titled “Subtle signs you might have cancer.” Uh, no thank you please, I’ve got enough going through my mind right now.

I’m going to get going on it. Hope you have a marvelously productive week!

Like my political side? Read my opinion pieces here.

Check out  my full-length novels: 

Aunty Ida’s Full-Service Mental Institution (by Invitation Only)   

Aunty Ida’s Holey Amazing Sleeping Preparation (Not Doctor Recommended) 

 Her Cousin Much Removed

 The Great Paradox and the Innies and Outies of Time Management.

And download Better Living Through GRAVY and Other Oddities, it’s free!

Peruse Montraps Publishing.