Actually, I don’t know how this is gonna go – covid and 6 months of cool/cold/frigid weather keeping us mostly indoors – I’m already losing it and it’s still only October… 🙄😭 Continue reading “Missing: my free morning”
Cold and rain, that’s how the week is starting here in Toronto.
I know the snow is not far off. As *some people* in certain States keep mentioning… 🙃
What this means for me is this: Continue reading “Another step in forward propulsion”
Tucker the mischievous puppy is going to learn how to sleep over at grandma’s house tonight.
It’s been a morning.
Who is up for the ride? Read at your own risk. There is plenty of drama, but no NSFW so no worries… ha. Continue reading “Tuesday thoughts – drama”
Here’s the (not so) short version of what consumes my life at the moment:
I slipped on the wet back porch, fell and landed in puppy poop this morning. He pooped on the deck, not on the grass. The deck is raised. We have to go down five steps to reach the lawn.
maniac puppy can do this, navigate the steps. He does this every day a million times. IT’S NOT THE END OF THE FRICKIN’ WORLD.
Last night I had a beer. 🍺
I had spent all afternoon tending to yard work in the front after schlepping soil and mulch home from Canadian Tire.
I read a book by Rainer Maria Rilke some time ago called Letters to a Young Poet.
There is a passage that I came across today that I feel the need to share here with you:
“Have patience with everything that remains unsolved in your heart. Try to love the questions themselves, like locked rooms and like books written in a foreign language. Do not now look for the answers. They cannot now be given to you because you could not live them. It is a question of experiencing everything. At present you need to live the question. Perhaps you will gradually, without even noticing it, find yourself experiencing the answer, some distant day.” (Rainer Maria Rilke)
There is much to take from this that is healing and helpful when you are feeling down or anxious, confused or depressed. Continue reading “Some thoughts about Rilke, writers’ block and creativity”
The end of 2020 will mark many endings, and a few new beginnings.
Redirect me to this statement next time I sound exasperated, exhausted, depressed, anxious or confused. (Basically every 15 minutes or so.) 😉
Something’s gotta give. So I’m writing down my master plan, a sort of directional instruction guide.
This morning I got kicked out of the bedroom at 6.
“Go sit in the kitchen,” he said.
I was disturbing him with a slight cough.
I live a weird life.
I’m sure you’re not surprised at this revelation… 🙄
Allow me to elaborate:
I live in two main residences. #spoiled
There’s the house I co-own with the kids’ dad, and there’s the home I grew up in where my mom lives.
I travel back and forth between both houses almost every week…
Here’s the thing:
I like this arrangement. 😳 #weird