And that’s June. Isn’t it bizarre? We’re here already. It’s tough to believe, June already gone.
It’s raining again, in a kind of a resigned, slightly dismal way, with streaks on the windows and a quiet gray hanging in the air. Not a joyful Friday, weather-wise at least.
On to the nitty-gritty, the #AccountaClub part where we talk how we’re doing with our ongoing goals.
Writing was…tepid. I’m not going to lie to you. I find that the louder the political drums beat, the harder it is for me to detach and focus on imaginary worlds. Probably because I feel like I should be doing something more concrete to try to stem this muddy tide.
Fitness, though, went really well, five days, five workouts, and I’ve just marked off the last one of June. It’s helping tremendously, I think, sticking to this fitness program. In case you’ve missed it, I like Daily Burn, a streaming channel that has live workouts five days a week, all new, plus programs and a whole library of past workouts. The variety is fantastic for me.
And that was my week. How was yours?
Bet you’ve had baited breath since…Monday, given that the Friday post didn’t post. But here we are.
I think it’s a habit now, and habits are hard to break.
Actually, good habits seem easier to break than bad ones. Wonder why that is.
OK, I’ve distracted myself long enough.
So this week. A bit on the writing and editing front, but nothing to really post about. I seem to be in the thought-heavy part of creativity, with lots of ideas floating but they’re not quite solid enough for words on a page.
I need to roll up my sleeves and get messy.
I do want credit for doing laundry because doing laundry annoys me to an extent I don’t understand given that I don’t have to go over to the lake and pound it against the rocks. I just have to use the laundry room. And yet we all have those things, don’t we?
Workouts were good this week, great trainers all week, great workouts all week and it felt a little less of a grind than last week. And thanks for all the encouragement on that front, you guys know how challenging it can be.
So that’s me. How was your week?
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.
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.
So this morning it was brightly sunny.
And then it rained.
And then it was sunny.
And now it’s cloudy but bright, possibly about to rain again.
Today has no idea what it wants to be. But we’re all like that sometimes, I guess the weather gets a turn too.
I had a weekend largely away from the interwebs, and I can’t say that I minded. I went to an art fair yesterday, out in the sunshine and the muddy, squishy fields.
Probably shouldn’t have worn my new shoes. Alas.
And here we are with a new week and a new perspective. Or sort of a new perspective. Maybe mostly the old perspective.
Hmm, it seems the weather’s mood is catching.
I hope you have the loveliest of Mondays.
(Photo by Tobias Bjørkli from Pexels)
So back to our ten word photo writing prompt! In exactly ten words, write a story about the above photo. You can have a title, just don’t go overboard.
Especially not into that water. It looks chilly.
OK, here’s mine:
She flipped the sea and sky, but no one noticed.
Before we talk about how I am it, can we talk about what a great word “lackadaisical” is? Despite being nearly impossible to spell?
It is, itself, nearly musical in its tumbling lazily toward its finish. Lackadaisical. It’s careless and it doesn’t care.
Which, I suppose, is the crux of being careless.
I, on the other hand, do care, but I also nearly forgot to blog today. Just as I nearly forgot it was #AccountaClub yesterday.
Wherever the ball is, I am not on it.
But I may have made a discovery. I was talking toothpaste with my father, as one does. He’s a doctor, and I told him that the one I use has potassium nitrate in it.
Which is a migraine trigger. “Eureka!” he exclaimed.
Well, he didn’t really but it makes for a better story.
Is it possible that my scrupulous oral hygiene has set me up for these headaches? We’ll soon see. I’ve changed the toothpaste.
Don’t worry though, my lackadaisiality doesn’t extent to brushing my teeth.