Wednesday, February 16, 2011

Really? 12 days later...

 I could blame it on the cold. God knows, it's been a relatively brutal winter here.

OR...I could blame it on the madness in the world, or the solar flares, or the complete and total lack of hormones in my system.

 Or...I could just get over myself and chalk it all up to the dreadful deficiencies of my character. I have been annoyed. I have been impatient. I have been unforgiving and critical and nasty-mouthed. 

  And it has made me miserable.  So, yesterday, I decided it was time to snap out of it and get back on the carousel that is my life. And here I am.




  I have been reading a great book by Margaret Atwood called The Year of the Flood. I love her work and this one is no exception. I also am reading  The Lincoln Lawyer, which they have just made a movie from, starring Matthew McConnaghey (sp??). On top of that...I have just received some books I ordered, by a woman named Jan Phillips, one called Marry Your Muse and the other titled Divining the Body. And then of course at the local Goodwill, I found several books...among them one called Accordian Crimes, by Annie Proulx who also wrote The Shipping News. So...I have plenty to read and keep me occupied for a while.

  In the meantime, the seed catalogs keep pouring in and my dreams are of grand gardens and abundant food. The big blizzard knocked part of a tree down in the backyard, smashing one of my trellises that didn't get taken down last fall. Once all this snow melts and the ground finally dries up, we are going to have a lot of work ahead of us. There are lots and lots of downed branches and tree limbs all over the place.

  I have decided to reclaim my little  studio apartment for my own studio again. We rented it out twice in the past 2 years, and I hated having people back there. The Irishman and I have agreed that unless we become destitute and absolutely HAVE to have the money, we will not rent it out again. So...I need to get back there and clean and paint...and definitely smudge the room with sage. And then I will make it my own again. I'm really looking forward to it. 

  I have an early appointment tomorrow so I need to get to bed. It's midnight already...sigh....there don't seem to be enough hours in the day anymore. Is this part of the aging process?????]





  Namaste.

5 comments:

Jess Mistress of Mischief said...

seed catalogs and birds flocking in are reminding me it's coming on spring :) YAY GOD!

Andrew said...

Life is still good though. It just doesn't always seem that way.

All the best to you and yours dear one.

Gabriella Moonlight said...

I have birds nesting in the wall of my apartment...I hear them every morning lately they sing and I love it.

The winter has been brutal indeed and yesterday we saw sunshine, real honest to god sunshine and like you I decided it was time to join humanity again.

Love to you!

Cloudia said...

sending you sun!



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One Prayer Girl said...

I have not written or read any posts since December. Yours may be the only blog I read and comment on, but I was drawn to read it. I plan to write as the spirit leads me. As to your blog here, welcome back. I love you.
PG