A collection of thoughts come to me today. Forty two years ago today my third son was born. It seems a million years ago, yet yesterday. Never did he feel new to me. Never had the gene-pool collected so many aspects of loved ones. I think he inherited all the good of us. His preciseness, musicality, need to express, yet need for isolation makes him difficult to control but more lovable nonetheless. His life finally seems to be blooming. Love has found his life. I hope and pray that for him forever.
Now let me collect my emotions, tears of joy and love. Maybe I have a stable center when I’m not focused on family. But family is what I collect.
Per Linda G. Hill: Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is โcollect.โUse the word โcollectโ any way youโd like. Have fun!
My rocker recliner is my best friend. Not only has it kept me in isolation from the covid, now it has rescued me from four days of traveling for four hours a day. I am in this rocker recliner and I’m staying and that’s all I’ve got to say about that.
Happy Saturday — and my man is home! โคโคโค
Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is โroc.โFind a word with โrocโ in it or use it as a word all by itself. Enjoy!
As I am in the David Tenet season of Doctor Who, I look to my left and see the two socks I told you about yesterday. I didn’t get to knit much today either. I had a job to do. If I am to make read-aloud or podcasts, I need the table in my bedroom clean and ready to go. Since my son moved in, all the stuff in my hobby room got moved out into the rest of the house and never landed very neatlyโa moment. Also, to my left is my green tea. Let me take a sip before continuing.
It wasn’t just the fact of his moving in and losing a whole room to store my tools and supplies for my crazy times. It was pain. And fatigue. But I am feeling so much better now. Unfortunately, there is so much piled up all over that I need to straighten up, toss, or give away that I am somewhat overwhelmed. But today, I started tackling this monster.
Ah, and one would think with the amount of time I worked, the job would be done. Nope. The top layer of stuff was heavy winter stuff that needed to be put away for summer. That meant ordering big bins to stack in my tiny closet. That meant using smaller containers, for now, just to get the clothes and blankets out of the way. Then I started throwing things into a box to sort through later; heaps of electronic bits for computers past and present. Primarily things that probably don’t work. So once the box is filled, I will bring it to the living room to go through it from a comfortable sitting.
Tomorrow the table should be clear. That table won’t be the only place clearing. I plan to move my Paint by Diamond kit on the podcast table. That brings it off the dining table. That is part of another project. My brother and I will move the dining table closer to the kitchen. The piano will go with the light from the south sun where the table will have been. The armoire will take the place of the piano. I can’t wait! That and having new eyes, I will be able to see the notes on the music.
Anyway, I recorded this momentous occasion. I captured me talking about the pile and then took pictures of the progress. It always surprises me when cleaning, how you have to make a bigger mess to clean up a mess. My bed was piled high with the incoming summer clothes and I had to figure out where to put them all. As I lose weight some of the clothes call to me to dress up a bit. Positive process happening.
Per Linda G. Hill:
Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is โto your left.โ When you sit down to write your post, look to your left. What is the thing closest to you? Write about the memories that thing induces. Enjoy!
The above socks sans cuffs are among many projects not finished this week. Three days of appointments, two of which were out of town (two hours each way), kept me from my usual machinations. I had to look up that word. I’ll stick with it as it might make those who know me have a giggle. There are no evil schemes afootโjust my knitting, writing, and editing.
Dare I say this? COVID19 has made doctor visits more efficient. I take along reading material and knitting for those sitting times. So far, that hasn’t happened at all. Walk-in. Temp check. Empty room with empty chairs to fill out forms. Then call to a solitary roomโeveryone with masks and lots of hand sanitizer. I felt safe, and the jobs were done quickly and like a well-oiled machine. And no uncomfortable waiting in a room of ill people. It is as though they have figured out how to take care of individuals. I think that is a good thing. Now, will they be able to maintain the good when things go back to ‘normal?’
Still, no time to sit and read or edit or knit or write while waiting. Talking with my husband and singing happened. Those don’t have a finish line, do they? I hope not. Well, soon enough, I will have new eyes, and I will be able to read real books. I miss the tree books!
Well, back to knitting as I watch Doctor Who. Did you know that the first of Christopher Eccleston’s Who is on HBO Max? He was my first Doctor Who. Though David Tenet is my favorite. Had better writers been used, Jodie Whittaker would have been. The actress did the best she could with what she was given.
By the way, if the URL shows up in the podcast, I’m sorry. I’m still learning how to do this.
Okay, so how will I mash together the two prompts? Hehe. Done. Out the door! No, just kidding. This blog is for me to keep track of me and our lives here in the Oregon Outback. Hey, that was a double do I get extra points? That’s not an option? Well, bear with me as I find my way in this ocean of creative fun. Meanwhile, enjoy this YouTube of the outstanding observations, an overview, of course, of home. I don’t know this person.
Once there was an ogre named Oscar who grabbed an otter named Oliver and an opossum named Owen. He thought they were so cute that he tried to feed them the offal of a dead owl. His new friends wouldn’t have any. There was an odor emitting from the mash. They all decided it was a bad omen to even try it. So to oblige one and all, he buried the owl and gave it the best oration ever. Two baby owlets hopped down from the nearby oak. Their huge oval eyes were full of tears. Oscar, Oliver, and Owen brought them into an openly loving hug. And off they all went to enjoy the forest.
Making a goal of editing is tough. It seems especially difficult with our current situation. When I started CampNaNo and decided to edit through 25K words I thought that was a lot. But last night I surpassed my goal and yet have another 25K to go through. So I am making another goal on the CampNaNo website. Still it was miraculous for ME to finish my goal at the half month stage. I had hoped to get some writing done this month but that rewrite and finish to the story will have to be put off until May. The thing is, meandering through the Pandamapocalypse document looking for grammar and spelling issues I am seeing bits that mean to be rewritten, eliminated, or simply moved to different parts of the story. Best of all, maneuvering around within the plot and overall manuscript makes me happy. I still like the idea of the book and how it is going. I sure hope someday to let others enjoy the fun I have had with all of my Haven series including this latest issue.
The magic of Hulu has kept me sane lately. If you want a background show that is funny or ignorable, watch Staged with David Tenet and Michael Sheen. Warning this may have strong language. As I said, this plays excellent in the background and doesn’t demand my attention like music.
I just finished watching all of Staged and left Hulu on and it put on Miranda. I have watched that series before and I loved it so much! This second watch is mirth incarnate!
For my fellow Grey’s Anatomy friends: Does Ellen Pompeo have the best job ever? Meredith Grey gets to sleep or be on the beach with old friends. And being paid for it! I want to be her when I grow up!
I am so happy with the way Shonda Rhimes is handling the COVID19 crises and how the emergency medical teams are dealing with all that is happening these days.
Okay that is all I can find swirling around in my mind to meander.
Drape closing time of the day. Daytime is ending with a beautiful sunset. Unfortunately, the pinks and reds my eyes saw, don’t show up for the picture. Darn!
I didn’t take a walk today. It was so cold and the wind was blowing hard. I hate to admit it but I missed doing it. I am watching a lot of YouTubes about Keto and Doctor Jason Fung, Intermittent Fasting. They are helping me see more things I can do to get healthier. I don’t want to claim the word Diabetes for a D word, but can’t get away from it!
By the way, the dog isn’t happy with today either. Not only is she so depressed she is sleeping, she seemed to pull that picture out of focus. (Hehe)
Daily editing for CampNaNo still happened. 9592 words went through Grammarly and I fixed a few of the mistakes. I am still happy with the story and can’t wait to get my series out into the world. I hope my appointment with the doctor tomorrow will help me with my vision issues.
I am back in the crazies of What Day Is It Anyway? And only just now did I realize that this is Monday and once again I missed my writing group. I guess I need to start putting DATES on my calendar that I want to be aware of. Now that I have more going on in my life I may need to keep a diary again!
Working on my series: Haven.
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I have been on disability/retired for 10 years now from depression, anxiety and fibromyalgia.
Hi! my name is Sebastian (You can call me Seb!) ...welcome to my Blog. I'm a photographer from Worcester, Worcestershire, England. Thanks for dropping by! I hope you enjoy my work.
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