I’m so grateful for friends to laugh with. Even if I got tired earlier than usual, my talk energized the rest of my day. Thanks Yve and Kay.โค๏ธ
Category: Happiness
This happens often in our house. We honor the sleeping-pet-on-the-lap rule.
The title assumes the concept that once it’s begun it is heading for a finish. With all the projects this ADD senior starts, I never consider them lost, just resting, ya know? I’m a fan of alliteration. Besides, ‘on-going projects’ is just too cumbersome.
I’d throw in pics of my knitting and crocheting, but with only a row or two every couple of days, progress doesn’t show much. My shoulder and thumb joints have been objecting to too much yarning.
My piano time is growing. I have quite a collection of songs in the process, from starting to learn Natural Woman, through trying to memorize Music Box Dancer and Gymnopรฉdie. I think there are about 20 tunes in rotation. None perfect, but all fun for the challenge and the process.
I finished a book but can’t write the review for now as our Internet is out. The guy comes tomorrow.
Luckily Milo posed for me this morning. This guy!!!!โค๏ธโค๏ธโค๏ธโค๏ธ
This is a tough one for me. All I seem to come up with is:
May your May be YOUR best and beginning of more.
Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is โsweet.โ Use it any way youโd like. Enjoy!
When you aren’t supposed to have sugar you have to find sweet elsewhere.
Here’s where I find it:
They are so adorable and fun. Better than a Snickers Bar for sure!
Do you remember when we had the light/dark button and the contrast control button on our boxy TVs? I liked playing with them making everyday objects or people look freaky. Dad hated that.
That makes me think of D’Maggio carrots on Sheriff John. TV was black and white, but I could swear I saw the brilliant orange vegetable with leafy green tops, I could almost smell the earthy garden they came from.
Still, I hate black and white movies or TV. From the moment of landing in Oz I loved color. I love the variety and contrasting colors presented. We need that .
White snow hitting the windshield during the day looks black. The same snow at night makes you feel like you are traveling in space.
Great contrasting conditions. But shadows and highlights help supply our shapes and depth.
I’m so grateful that I can immerse myself in all the layers from contrast to shades of grey.
It’s like music for the eyes. Without the rest of quiet the rhythms and melody becomes muted, boring.
I hate making decisions.
Pixie
Chin-length bon
Keep long add bangs
I have reasons to like and hate for each.
Neat as a pin upon the headย where a thousand angels dance. Impossible concepts.
All my life, messy was my other middle name. The actual middle name implied the perfection planned for me.
Desk cleaning day in grade school had me in utter devastating humiliation.
In highschool was the locker cleanup day.
My bedroom was a disaster until the cat peed on my clothes. No longer did my mother have to scream at me. I never let my clothes drift to the floor. Hamper or closet or chest of drawers. The clothes solution stuck. But eek, the rest still shames me daily.
I finally get control of one aspect when ‘life’ happens and throws a wrench in schedule and neatness. And who left that tool out here to trip over?
Grief, then TV guy, messed up all my regulated plans for self improvement, just as I got ready to tighten the schedule for house improvement, so now the swinging the pendulum is working to get me on track.
Not for perfection but enjoying passions fully while aiming to stay healthy.
Neat may never happen. ADHD keeps life moving.
Adding yoga and meditation. At least I’ll feel more peaceful about it.
Darswords 
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