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  • Missing utensils

    Alas, my trusty grapefruit knife cannot be found….

  • My 2022 and 2023 foci

    I’m focusing 2022 on closing out as many projects as I can. In 2023, I’ll close out any that did not complete in 2022.

  • Work

    Work: “It’s Monday! We want you product! So much to do. Go go go go!”
    Also work: “Eh, yeah, we installed so many software and firmware updates to your computer over the weekend that you will spend half your day rebooting your computer. No, we aren’t moving the deadlines.”

  • Fixing the modern calendar

    We need to rename the days of the week. Let’s begin with Monday:
    Xanaxday
    CBDday
    Caffeineday
    Ritalinday
    Cialisday
    Scotchday
    Aspirinday

  • Confidence

    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.

  • The need for friends

    I need to talk to someone
    But I can think of no one to call
    I’m not sure I even want to chat
    I’d just like to know someone has my back
    It’s very lonely in this crowded world
    I have so many friends I haven’t seen in years
    Would they listen to me discuss my fears
    Or are they too caught up in their own woes
    Busy, consumed in their lives
    To be troubled by my troubles I keep inside
    I bet they also need to talk to someone
    I’d love to chat unfortunately I don’t have time
    To call them back.
    -DM 2022-03-09

  • 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.

  • I chose an interesting path

    A rope hung across a great crevasse
    The sign read “Caution! No way back.
    This path is treacherous.
    Not for the weak of heart.”

    I naively and boldly ventured onto the rope
    The path behind me violently closed
    I looked down into the ravine
    I grew weak and shaky in the knees

    Looking forward I found my balance
    I was okay with my life’s new purpose
    Put one foot forward and stay on the rope
    I picked a path that was no joke

    When I look too long behind me
    The rope becomes extra shaky
    When I look forward to the end
    The rope initially stabilizes but shakes again

    When I look down at my feet
    I see my troubles down below and freeze
    I think I can be on this rope no more
    I become dizzy and fear a fall

    But when I know where I am
    And look not behind or down or too far ahead
    I glance only slightly presently forward
    Knowing it is safe to take that step and more

    A calm washes over me
    Now I walk steadily
    And see the beauty all around
    Despite the rope which rocks beneath my feet

    From this vantage I see things others will never imagine
    Adventures never shared
    People would not believe if I dared
    Tell the tales that I have known

    Amazing sights I’ve seen upon this focused path
    Walking dangerously over the crevasse
    I’ve grown so much stronger day by day
    So much I look forward to the steps I’ll make today

    Yet sometimes I wish I could turn back
    The start is so far behind me
    And I cannot see the end ahead
    Sometimes I grow weak and weary

    And the rope begins to sway
    I gamble a glance toward my feet
    And note the tightrope has begun to fray
    Will I find my end much sooner as the rope breaks away?

    Sometimes the ground quakes and ripples the rope
    Occasionally winged creatures try to knock me down
    Some days the wind blows hard
    Others days bring cold and fog

    I’ve stood drenched in rain
    I’ve bled on the rope but hid the pain
    Snow has turned to ice upon the rope
    Every challenge trying to throw me to the depths below

    Through luck and stubbornness I’ve survived
    And think I’m beginning to see the other side
    Could it be I am coming to the end of my path?
    Could I be at the end of my rope at last?

    What lies ahead on the other side?
    Another path? A crossroads?
    A sign that says, “Go back, it was lie.”?
    Will the ground be solid under my feet?

    Will there be people there for me to greet?
    Will I lie down and forever sleep?
    Or will I find yet another adventure?
    What path will I choose?

    If I find another rope hung across a great crevasse
    With a cautionary sign saying “turn back!”
    Will I stay upon solid ground
    Or naively and boldly walk the treacherous path I’ve found?

  • 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.