Once again I find myself balancing on the precipist called, change. As October rolls softly into Noveber, the world around me is changing.
My apartment complex has begun renivations. Supposedly, these visual modifications were set to begin in three weeks on another building. So you can imagine my surprise when I get home to find a note on my door stating that porches should be cleared by Wednesday. And to the validity of this notification, I came home to find my little plastic fencing was gone. I feel so naked. Sure I can tell myself when everything is completed it willbe nice with a sunroom and a washer and dryer. That only comforts me a little.
Work seems to costantly move in a quickened state of flux. So, I go to work thinking...what next?
Next week begins a month long word marathon. Emotionally grewling but satisfying. And for the next 30 days I shall immerse my self in this and ignore all the changes around me. All, except one, the weather. Which can happily change from hot to cool and you will get no complaints from me...until it gets below 60 degrees.
Wednesday, October 24, 2012
Wednesday, October 3, 2012
Time...
It's funny how time can just slip away. It's been almost 5 weeks since I made a post. Hurricanes, bad connections at the local cafe, and illness. Excuses or explanations...you choose.
Since then I have been enjoying my weekends, as am no longer work my second job. I must say. The list that I created of all the things I intend to do, well, only a few things were completed. I did clean the sliding glass doors (they look marvelous), and a project to turn a $1.00 pencil holder into a "Tardis Pencil Holder" (which doesn't look so marvelous and wasn't completed).
Is that how retirement is going to go? List and list of things that never get completed. Am I going to end up one of those people whose retirement consists of coffee and paper, then a nap, then tv, then another nap, till dinner time then to bed. I sure as hell hope not. That would truly be sad.
I intended to use my weekends to write, to go to the gym, clean the house, never happened. What actually happened is that I watched Falling Skies, ate, and napped. (The show was quite a cliff hanger, by the way.)
This coming weekend I'll be at a CONtraflow. No time to really take care of the house. Easy and fun excuse not to do anything.
So I keep promising myself. I will start utilizing my time more effectively, I will complete all the items on my list...as soon as this last episode of Warehouse 13 goes off.
Since then I have been enjoying my weekends, as am no longer work my second job. I must say. The list that I created of all the things I intend to do, well, only a few things were completed. I did clean the sliding glass doors (they look marvelous), and a project to turn a $1.00 pencil holder into a "Tardis Pencil Holder" (which doesn't look so marvelous and wasn't completed).
Is that how retirement is going to go? List and list of things that never get completed. Am I going to end up one of those people whose retirement consists of coffee and paper, then a nap, then tv, then another nap, till dinner time then to bed. I sure as hell hope not. That would truly be sad.
I intended to use my weekends to write, to go to the gym, clean the house, never happened. What actually happened is that I watched Falling Skies, ate, and napped. (The show was quite a cliff hanger, by the way.)
This coming weekend I'll be at a CONtraflow. No time to really take care of the house. Easy and fun excuse not to do anything.
So I keep promising myself. I will start utilizing my time more effectively, I will complete all the items on my list...as soon as this last episode of Warehouse 13 goes off.
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