If you look closely at this picture, you can see the old Waffle House behind the new one. The angle of the picture gives the impression that they might be a single L shaped building but in actuality they are two identical buildings built perpendicular to one another. I assume the old one will be torn down. Seems like an awful lot of work just to have more of your building, an already distinctive building, face the road.
Category: Daily Life
Ramblings, often stream of conscious, journaling the events of my life.
Stress is exhausting
I woke at 4am having tossed and turned in bed for a length of time trying to cope with the demons in my dreams. However, my body still carried the weight of Monday’s burdens and I could not stay conscious. At 8:15am, I felt much better.
I have written before that the stress reaction used to make sense. You are on the savanna, a lion pops out of the tall grass and begins chasing you, stress kicks in causing an adrenaline rush, and you bolt into the forest to escape becoming a picnic dinner. The stress is short lived. But ongoing stress (days, weeks, years) beats the dickens out of you! [Source, Reality Me, Oversleeping]
I work therefore I’m a cad
I know a vast number of people who think that because I work from home that I don’t really work. It can’t be real can it? That’s just not…normal! It is not normal. It is harder than normal!
I love my children and a benefit of working from home is that I can take short breaks and play with them or experience their special moments. But the children do not understand what I do. I have not role modeled traditional 8 to 5 work for them and they are going to be shocked when they enter the real world.
I just sent Evan, the three year old, sulking upstairs and feel horrible for it. All he wanted to do was spend some time with Dad. He came down here happily and sat in the chair beside me. But I was unable to concentrate when he started removing things from my desk (like my pocket knives), playing in the ash from my incense burner, and using the highlighters for horns. So I snapped. It was wrong and I feel awful. Being a Dad and a provider is tough.
Its good to be a boy!
Tie those shoes!
Done
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Kung fu amy
From the mouths of babes
Evan, 3 years old: "Daddy, I wanna go bitchin’"
Dad, removing the pacifier from the child’s mouth: "What?"
Evan: "Daaa, I waaana go bitchin’"
Dad, sitting down to type From the mouths of babes.
Evan: "I WANNA go BIIIItchin’ Daa!"
Dad, continuing to type.
Evan: "Daddy. We need to go bitchin now."
Evan, soft, extra sweet voice: "Let me go bitchin."
From the mouths of babes
Mom: "Evan, are you a boy or a girl?"
Evan, 3 years old: "uhnt, uh"
Dad: "Evan, are you a boy?"
Evan: "No!"
Mom: "Evan, are you a girl?"
Evan: "No!"
Dad: "Say, I have a penis."
Evan: "I know you have a penis!"
Of Grasshoppers
Student: I don’t think there are enough drugs in the world to make me feel good about myself right now.
Master: What would make you feel good about yourself?
What causes writer’s block?
For me, writer’s block is caused by deadlines. I would like to take time for a lengthy post relating the weekend visit by the extended family, the birthday celebrations, the pains, the miracles, and so forth that transpired over the past few days. Unfortunately, I have work that must get done. My mentally and physically exhausted body failed to wake at the crack of dawn which is when I often let my creative writing out.
My writer’s block is not due to a lack of words but due to a lack of minutes in the day. My podcasting block is due to a need to purchase a hard drive (and preferably a digital recorder).
Dharma wears a crown
Knoxville’s hidden secrets
We don’t need no stinkin’ weight limits
Badges
We need some stickin’ badges!
