And so it begins…

And so it begins but I am hopeful that with some planning it will have a better outcome. Not a passive hope but one I have put some thought into.

Old school indeed

I wanted to make a fancy daily journal but didn’t find the items I had been looking for. So I went old school. Like as basic as it gets as I don’t even any gold stars like we got at school.

Didn’t Finish It Friday

It’s another one of “those stories”. The kind that makes other people shake their head at me while I’m busy being annoyed at myself.

A Long Rabbit Hole

So “it’s” been on my list since I retired 3 years ago. 3 years and it took us 3 evenings to accomplish the task. “It” and a few recent events have sent me down a rabbit hole inside my head so bear with me as I twist and turn.

In small flashes

It’s arriving, in small flashes. At first I thought it was just spring. You know – more daily sunshine hours and the worst of the cold is gone although lots of snow remains. Perhaps it’s planting a few seeds that will grow up to be tomatoes & other nummy things in a few months. Might be the return to fairly decent sleeps with less back pain and therefore I am less testy/irritable/grumpy out of sorts. But here’s the thing. I think it’s actually hope. Showing up in small flashes. In tiny little ways that kindle more hope. Some very concrete ways and some more the glimmer in the distance. I’ll take it on this roller coaster journey called life.

What just happened

The date — 22/2/22 — auspicious in a numerical sense and yet what will it be remembered for?

Seemed like a good idea

Always game to try new things and think outside the box. It seemed like a good idea… which is usually a sign it’s not!

#Sundaystills ’21 A mirror on Inspire

Stats, word of the year review and preview, feelings, plans…. my blog post notes on what the include, the standard stuff of a year end post but somehow the words seem to be evading me.

Beneath the seams

She walked into the store confidently. She knew exactly what she wanted and how to turn that into the vision in her head. She, of absolute faith.

D’s to S’s

Dawn – Dusk

Dipping down

Dismally dull

Depressingly dark

Dreary & dingy