You know how when you are in the ocean and the water is getting shallower and shallower and you feel like you are finally getting out of deep water but then suddenly you are neck deep or in over your head because you were actually on a sandbar? I’m hoping I’m not on a sandbar but I suspect I am.
Category: Daily Life
Ramblings, often stream of conscious, journaling the events of my life.
Saturday
I have so much to do today that I’m having trouble doing anything at all.
Decluttering a day at a time
Let’s do a couple more. Recycle bin!

Decluttering one day at a time
I’m going to begin evaluating the books on my shelf. Maybe one book a day.
Let’s begin with this one. Pellissippi State 2004-2006 Catalog & Handbook.
I’m sure McKay’s would pay big bucks for this one but I’m going to put it in the recycle bin.

I creaked, I cracked, I overcame
I stretched. I did push ups. I did sit ups. I rowed 2000m. I feel amazing! I miss exercising.

A clean desk makes a calm mind
Yesterday I had so much to do in so little time. So I didn’t do anything…until I’d cleaned my desk. In the process of cleaning my desk, not only did I find everything I needed to complete my tasks but I ended up being much calmer and more organized and I dare say, happy.
Trying not to be me
It’s hard not to be me but I certainly try not to be.
Thank you Internet! Yes, It’s Friday
Jan 9 – Yin and yang
Ever time I experience a moment of joy it seems like yang comes in to take it away.
Jan 8
You know when it is freezing outside and you plan on waking early for a busy day but under the sheets are perfectly warm…and there is a dog on your feet. A dog on your feet! You aren’t going anywhere.
January 7, 2022 – bbrrrrr
Cold day. Currently 61.5°F in my office. Time to hide in the warm bedroom. Really need to get my woodstove working again.
Jan 7 – 1:53am
Too tired to do anything
Too awake to sleep
January is a particularly difficult month for me
My apologies if I seem distant or unkind this month.
Fugging Elle
When I was 8 years old my best friend and I stood in the woods near our homes and recited every curse word we knew. And I decided I didn’t want to talk that way. I made it one goddamned year. I have turned vulgarities into poetry. My mastery of the art can make a sailor cry. I know expletives that most people probably have never heard.
I did not make New Year’s resolutions but I did decide to clean up my mouth. I made it about 4 hours into 2022 before that fell to the wayside. Frankly, my life has too many frustrations to pretend that dirty words don’t exist and that four-letter-words are not entwined in my DNA.
Ah! Here’s an example. Need to email a file. Try to go to the web browser version of Outlook and it cannot be reached. Let’s sneakernet it to the work laptop. Put USB drive into Mac and copy file. Put USB into the work PC and nothing appears. Do my best Samuel L Jackson impersonation and the drive appears. Computers require cursing to function properly.
And thank you Internet! (gotta love the BBC)
Jan 4, 2022 – Focused day
The basement office is freezing. I’ve put on a knit cap and a ski jacket. I have several projects that I desire to work on today including side work, scouts, winterizing the basement, etc. To think of them all is to accomplish none so today I have one task that is my sole focus. The others will follow.