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In Your Easter Bonnet, With All The Frills Upon It…

I am a well-known slob.  Since Steven’s death (and even before) it has taken on ungodly proportions.  I share this as an explanation or maybe just an introduction to the picture I took this morning to share in a blog post.

This is the sort of thing I often see in my house.

When I try to get one coffee filter out of the package, two or three often stick together.  I just leave them all outside of the package, knowing I will use them and feeling that it is too much trouble to do otherwise (many things in my life these days feel like too much trouble; that is because of my depression, and I generally strive to do them anyways).  Last night I noticed that the extra filters had landed on this goblet  It is a plastic goblet, suitable for use on the porch or deck.  The flute next to it is plastic as well.  We have had one or two porch-sitting days this spring.

I thought it looked cute, like a bride or a lady wearing an Easter bonnet (seasonal!).  I thought the champagne flute gave the tableau a festive air.  The surrounding spices, coffee tin and what-not, I suppose only clutter up the image, but I must be honest in what I depict.  One could argue that I was too lazy to clean things up.  However, I go with my former reasoning.  I figure, I liked the image because the filter accidentally fell as if the goblet was wearing it.  It would add a layer of artificiality if I were to purposely clean up the surrounding area.  It may be a rationalization, but I like it (thus rationalizing my rationalization).

I see I am approaching 300 words.  Score!  When I first noticed the goblet and filter, I did not take a picture but merely enjoyed it.  It was not till I awoke this morning that I realized it would be an excellent illustration for a Non-Sequitur Thursday Post.

 

Does This Blog Count as a Journal?

I was too tired to do my Tired Tuesday post on Tuesday.  For one reason, I went running.  I also did a load of laundry (one of my few instances of multi-tasking: I put in the laundry and run while it washes) and the dishes (I know some of you are judging me that the dishes were not washed as soon as they were dirty, but I am reconciled to that), and I worked a very little bit on the murder mystery I am a little sorry I committed myself to do.  And I made a few journal entries.

I have been keeping multiple journals lately.  Regular readers may recall the TV Journal, which I believe I wrote a blog post about (I wonder if I will be able to find it and share the link).  This has come to encompass more than just television viewing, so I guess I could drop the “TV,” call it a “Journal” and use my other notebooks for something else.

However, I also have a Running Journal.  This was a good idea, because it is helpful to look back and see where I am at fitness-wise, especially when I am training for, say, the Boilermaker 15K (preview of upcoming attractions).  It would be cumbersome to keep track of these things if I put them in the TV Journal with everything else.  Full disclosure:  I had one a while ago that I cannot find and finally broke down and started a new one in a fresh notebook recently.

On other occasions, I have tried to keep journals of my headaches or my eating habits, but I have never stuck with either of these tools long enough for them to become useful.  I fear that is the fate of my latest attempt at a journal: a Cleaning Journal.

Regular readers as well as my family and friends may be aware that my house is a hideous mess.  I am embarrassed to have anybody over and fear I will soon qualify for one of those TV shows like Hoarders (although that would make an interesting entry in the TV Journal).   I have been trying to embrace the Little Bit At A Time method, with only sporadic success and much backsliding. One Sunday I thought, “I’ll keep a journal!  I will write down what I do as I do it, what I find successful, how I feel, how I progress…”  I got all enthusiastic about it and even spent a good half hour actually cleaning.  This was pretty huge, quite frankly, because I almost never get anything done on a Sunday (it’s kind of a thing with me).

Nobody was less surprised than me when the Cleaning Journal did not turn out to be an ongoing source of inspiration.

However, one must persevere.  One bright side: I see I am over 400 words, a rather large word count for me.  Not bad for a late Tired Tuesday post, I think.

 

I Need More Effort On My Blog Posts

Regulat readers know, Tired Tuesday often follows Monstrous Monday.  The reason I am tired today is that I expended great effort cleaning my living room.  It may perhaps have called for less effort had I not waited so long to do a real cleaning.  What can I say?  I can cry that I waited too long, or smile because I finally did it.

Oh, look at me, trying to avoid judgement for my laziness!  All right, I accept judgement and hang my head in shame.  For one reason, I am too tired to defend myself.

The sad thing is, my living room does not lend itself to pictures as readily as my yard.  I could not work in my yard today, because it rained ALL DAY.  I think it just now stopped.

Obviously prior to cleaning.

This isn’t the picture I thought it was!  But it does show a portion of my living room.  Most of the stuff you see has been moved, so this area is not nearly as cluttered.  Hmmm… I think it is a little boring.  I will share another picture after I make some improvements.

This is obviously prior to said improvements.

Here is the picture I was looking for!  I believe this shows the normal eclectic nature of my life.  Yes, I am a mess.  But I am an interesting mess.  I hope.

In any case, I am over 200 words.  Happy Tuesday!

 

Frankentree, Vampires and No Promises

OK, here I am, trying to get my writing mojo back.

And so far it is not going well.

I have found a good thing to do in these situations is to pep up the post with a couple of pictures. It would be nice if I had some new ones.  I wonder if there is anything handy I can shoot and post.  I am sitting on my front porch.  Not much to see here except the neighbors’ houses and Frankentree.

I have shared pictures of Frankentree before.  My current view of him does not really convey his full glory.  I shall share his most recent photo.

I think he’s cool.

We just moved in from the porch, so Steven can make my lunch (he’s a nice husband that way). I am certainly not going to take an pictures of my messy living room.  But I can share one I took previously.

Another cool inhabitant of my world.

Steven gave me this vampire for Christmas some years ago, and he has hung in our living room ever since.

Not my current view.

This is a picture from a previous year of Halloween decorating.  I include it in hopes of inspiring myself to clean up this house for the purpose of decorating now.  Perhaps I should finish this up and do a little work now.

No promises, of course.

 

 

My Expected Non-Sequitur Thursday Post

I did say this was going to be Non-Sequitur Thursday,  didn’t I?  I tried to get a few things done, but nothing leaps to the foreground as a bloggable adventure,  so I am just going to blather on for 200 or so words.  That usually works out for me.

I did not go running this morning but spent an hour working on my yard.  Remember what I said about I fought the lawn and the lawn won?   Happened again.  But at least I got some good exercise and a vase of daisies for the telephone table (yes I still have a land line, I thought you knew I was old).

Flower arranging is not my forte.

I went ahead and took the picture with all my mess, because I thought some people might like to feel better about their own less than pristine houses.  Oh, I know, either your house is pristine or else you are so secure you don’t need my help to feel good about yourself  (the imaginary readers I talk to in my head certainly are a smug lot, aren’t they? ).

As long as I was taking pictures I thought I’d get a shot of the new sandals I mentioned yesterday.  Once again, I did not scruple to include a little mess in the background.

Hmm.. my legs are not as sexy as I thought they were.

Realizing it was not supposed to rain this evening, I put in a load of laundry, so I could hang it on the clothesline.  How I love the smell of things hung out on the line!  While the clothes washed,  I brought up and cleaned off the metal parts of our deck chairs (The cushions are upstairs in the library).  I SO want to sit out on the deck!

After walking to the post office to mail a letter I wrote yesterday (more exercise!), I took a nap, because I had a headache.  The nap didn’t help much, but the iced coffee I drank afterwards did.  After taking the laundry off the line (I folded it at the same time), I went to Valley Wine and Liquor in Herkimer for a bottle of wine.  While there, I sampled two vodkas and some tequila (no, not enough to impair me for the drive home!  Sheesh!).

It is another warm night, as is to be expected this time of year.  I am hot flashing, as is to be expected at my time of life.  This blog post is over 400 words, which I did not expect on a Non-Sequitur Thursday.   Score!