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.
That is the question.
Whether ’tis better to be energized in the morning, but restless at night, and by restless, sleepless…
OK, that’s enough near-Shakespeare.
I really want the second cup of coffee. But last night I got a lot of sleep. A whole lot of sleep. Nearly eight hours of it.
Can you imagine?
So that was pretty cool. That won’t happen if I have more coffee. Decisions, Decisions.
It was one of those nights that felt like constant dreams, and in one of them, I was writing. Nearly two pages worth.
Did it have the courtesy to stick around when I woke up?
It did not.
I have no idea what I was even working on. Also, I may have been on a plane. At some point, I was on a spaceship, so I would think that would prove very inspiring.
Anyway, point is sleep is good, feeling antsy, not as good.
But that siren call of coffee.
Have a great Tuesday.
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So umm…yeah. Brightly sunny, good breakfast, great workout and…zero motivation today.
I wish I could say it’s because the outdoors beckon, but it’s still pretty cold, and I suspect rather windy. It’s not that.
Maybe it’s the distinct sense of the end of the world lurking ever closer.
All I can say is I wanted to grab this day by the horns and I’ll be lucky if I manage the tail. Which, when you think about it, kinda means the same thing and shouldn’t.
Everything feels like it’s in a kind of flux, and a lot of our optimism has been wrested from us, ripped up, scattered. Healthcare’s the next to go, gleefully, it seems, with a childish delight unfitting of dooming people to preventable deaths from preventable disease.
But, in the words of one of the greatest of all time: So it goes.
My head is filled with words, but I’m not ready yet to to make them mine.
Have a great Tuesday, or as great a one as can be had given our impending collusion with a political asteroid.
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.
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.
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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.
So today I am 0% more awake than yesterday. I’m so much not awake that I didn’t even hesitate to make the second cup of coffee.
I’m a wild rebel.
Wild. Rebellious. That’s me.
Of course if you know me at all, you’re probably laughing as hard as physics allows, which is, I guess your right.
It’s another gray day, with those small, tiny angry snowflakes that always mean business. Not sure if it’s supposed to amount to much, I guess we’ll see.
And today is the mayoral election here in Chicago. I have to admit I’m not bowled over by any particular candidate, and am actively leery of several, so…this should be interesting.
I don’t expect anyone to get a clear majority, though, so it should go to a runoff.
Gotta tell you, cup two of coffee isn’t doing its thing. I thought we had a deal.
I’m getting ready to muddle through the day and go do my civic duty. Voting is always important.
Meanwhile, I hope your Tuesday is effective and productive.