September Seven
Went by in a blur.
But, to be fair, most of my days go by in a blur.
But I have lost track of too many, so September Seven is going to get a review, even if it is brief and after the fact. Okay. So, being a weekday, I got up for work and immediately thought: do I really want to get up and go to work? And the answer, of course, was no way!
But, I have grown addicted to hot water and electricity, and can't count on the relatives anymore to pitch in and help buy groceries...sigh....So I convinced myself once again that I should get up and go about my normal business until something better comes my way.
Will it ever?
I don't know, but I choose to remain optimistic about the chances of my being able to live the kind of life I want to live, rather than the one I am forced* to live at present. Which always brings me back to my vision board. I love the idea of a vision board, a concrete way of reminding myself what my short- and long-term goals are. But do I have a vision board? Nope.
Not yet. And I have literally been meaning to make a vision board for 10 months now. What is the hold up? I need a vision board to remind myself of my goal to make a vision board.
I know--I need to post a picture of myself looking a picture of a vision board--that might remind me.
I digress. Get used to it....lol.....it will happen many, many times!
I love the thought of being organized. I would like for every detail of my life to be organized into micro routines. I do very well with routines. Until I forget.
That reminds me. I need something to help me remember to take my Gingko Biloba.
Are you still here?
I now promote you to my newest best friend, because my old best friend got tired of listening to me ramble. It's happened too many times to be a coincidence.
It's just something about me. I have learned to accept it, and I have considered becoming a hermit. I would do very well as a hermit. Living the hermit lifestyle. Doing hermit-ish things. You know. By myself. All alone.
But I'm worried that I would come down from my cave....errr...mountain cabin and find that I'm the last person on the earth. And I don't think I could take that much aloneness.
I didn't even know aloneness was a word until I typed it in and there was no red line underneath it to warn me that I was about to coin another new one.
Hmmmm...now where was I?
Oh yeah, living the hermit life. I love the quiet. But then, I went to visit my cousin who lives near the ocean, and I loved THAT sound, too. It was almost overwhelming. I got emotional listening to the water, and hypnotized by the back and forth of the waves. What is wrong with me????!!!!!
And now I've written a whole paragraph that was supposed to be about September Seven, and it has nothing to do with what happened yesterday. Which is actually okay, because nothing important really happened anyway.
But don't tell my boss. Because I don't get paid for doing nothing. Well, once in a while, maybe.
Because you don't count off for that 5 minute bathroom break, do you? Or that 10 minutes you spent waiting for an email reply? Okay, I'm just going to quit while I'm ahead because I can't lose my job for having a boring day.
Went by in a blur.
But, to be fair, most of my days go by in a blur.
But I have lost track of too many, so September Seven is going to get a review, even if it is brief and after the fact. Okay. So, being a weekday, I got up for work and immediately thought: do I really want to get up and go to work? And the answer, of course, was no way!
But, I have grown addicted to hot water and electricity, and can't count on the relatives anymore to pitch in and help buy groceries...sigh....So I convinced myself once again that I should get up and go about my normal business until something better comes my way.
Will it ever?
I don't know, but I choose to remain optimistic about the chances of my being able to live the kind of life I want to live, rather than the one I am forced* to live at present. Which always brings me back to my vision board. I love the idea of a vision board, a concrete way of reminding myself what my short- and long-term goals are. But do I have a vision board? Nope.
Not yet. And I have literally been meaning to make a vision board for 10 months now. What is the hold up? I need a vision board to remind myself of my goal to make a vision board.
I know--I need to post a picture of myself looking a picture of a vision board--that might remind me.
I digress. Get used to it....lol.....it will happen many, many times!
I love the thought of being organized. I would like for every detail of my life to be organized into micro routines. I do very well with routines. Until I forget.
That reminds me. I need something to help me remember to take my Gingko Biloba.
Are you still here?
I now promote you to my newest best friend, because my old best friend got tired of listening to me ramble. It's happened too many times to be a coincidence.
It's just something about me. I have learned to accept it, and I have considered becoming a hermit. I would do very well as a hermit. Living the hermit lifestyle. Doing hermit-ish things. You know. By myself. All alone.
But I'm worried that I would come down from my cave....errr...mountain cabin and find that I'm the last person on the earth. And I don't think I could take that much aloneness.
I didn't even know aloneness was a word until I typed it in and there was no red line underneath it to warn me that I was about to coin another new one.
Hmmmm...now where was I?
Oh yeah, living the hermit life. I love the quiet. But then, I went to visit my cousin who lives near the ocean, and I loved THAT sound, too. It was almost overwhelming. I got emotional listening to the water, and hypnotized by the back and forth of the waves. What is wrong with me????!!!!!
And now I've written a whole paragraph that was supposed to be about September Seven, and it has nothing to do with what happened yesterday. Which is actually okay, because nothing important really happened anyway.
But don't tell my boss. Because I don't get paid for doing nothing. Well, once in a while, maybe.
Because you don't count off for that 5 minute bathroom break, do you? Or that 10 minutes you spent waiting for an email reply? Okay, I'm just going to quit while I'm ahead because I can't lose my job for having a boring day.
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