Well. My experiment with writing daily
hit a bit of a skid this weekend. Sure, I have been brain writing
most of the time. Problem is, my brain just refuses to auto-download
to the page.
Consequently, the letter G and the
letter H are being forced to co-habitate.
And get slightly gypped.
The plan had been for G to be 'glasses
– as in sun' and possibly 'grouper'. The photo would have been
priceless....
H was a little tricky. I was planning
on investigating the word 'helio', which I have been told refers to
the sun.
But instead G and H are getting this:
Good Grief! Life Happens!
And as it turns out, as I was
contemplating this post in the shower this morning, Good Grief! Life
Happens! Is actually one of the fundamental secrets to a landlocked
beach life.
I work in healthcare and frequently get
the luxury of a three day weekend. This weekend, however, was a one
and three quarter day weekend, once again, because I work in
healthcare. Translate that into a half day meeting on Saturday.
The rest of the weekend was spent
catching up in prep for this work week.
The bi-annual closet switch out from
winter to summer; laundry; Target run; dinner plans; cooking prep for
Sunday; gardening; laundry...
You get the idea.
Most of you live the idea.
Many of the things I wanted to do: have
coffee with my folks, coffee with my friends, write, read a portion
of the magazine stack threatening to become a room divider; none of
these happened.
Sure, I know the saying, you make time
for the things you really want to do.
I hate that saying.
All it does is fertilizer my ever
productive guilt.
I managed to talk with my mom on
speaker phone while I cleaned out my closet. Which was a great
distraction for a painfully awful chore. My friends are just as mired
down in life and we all know it will happen eventually.
Those magazines will look great in the
grade school recycle bin...
The take-away?
Stuff will always get in the way.
Sometimes you can prevent it. Other
times you can work around it.
But there are times when the number of
hours needed just don't compare with the hours available.
And its okay.
Good Grief! Life Happens.
Don't be so hard on yourself.
Don't be so hard on yourself.
Enjoy!
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| One of my favorite beach shots - a impromptu peace sign in Destin, Florida. |
Coast of Illinois's SECRETS to a Landlocked Beach Life***
F- F-Flip Flops. Love them, wear them, don't call them Thongs.
E - Extravagance, everyday should be so
E - Extravagance, everyday should be so
This
post is part of the A to Z Challenge. Click on the link, page down to
the comments and check out some of the other posts from participants!
(So, I was a little late this time, Friday became my day off, rather
than this coming Sunday. It took awhile to dig the Flip flops out of the
closet...)
I did the AtoZ last year and it certainly was a challenge! I was too late to start this year but I couldn't think of a theme. You do what you can but life gets in the way sometimes and it is also hard to write if you just aren't feeling it. Have a great week and keep going and enjoy life!
ReplyDeleteSue from Sizzling Towards 60 & Beyond.
This year is really kicking my butt. But it is good mental exercise to at least think about...
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