Where I be

Wow.  I feel so inconsequential and overwhelmed and untethered...whispering like a mantra "something has to give, something has to give".  Feeling like I have to give.

I am pretty happy, though, where for years this kind of chaotic state would make me miserable.  I am doing one thing at a time, trying not to think too much about things.  Winging it.  By the seat of my pants.

At moments feeling frozen at the intersection of my temperament and the season as they rage and whorl.

PMS is challenging me a bit at the moment.

I have two new favorite songs right now and the album that contains one is on sale at Amazon for $5 (mp3 download).  (The Carpenter by The Avett Brothers.)


Here are some shots from our road trip.  We had a wonderful time visiting with family and friends in Massachusetts.  There's a lot of love and joy and bittersweet there.

Peace and love.

Out like a lamb

Sheesh.  Nearly a week since my last post.  Clearly, something has got to give.  Stay tuned?

Many of these photos are from walks I've taken with Gem or time spent with Leo.  With the usual suspects of food, drink and home thrown in.  And my new old glasses.

We have a holiday weekend upon us.  If you are/will be celebrating, wishing you lots of love and joy.  Actually, I wish you that whether you are celebrating or not.

I'll be back.  Not to terminate, if you get that reference.

Peace.

Library

One book thing led to another and I spent some time going through my "to read" list of books at Goodreads.

I deleted a bunch. Over 150 remain.

This morning I hopped on the library website. I focused on the graphic novels on my list to get my reading mojo jump started. Requested three, which is the daily limit.

Our library had two others so I drove over and picked them up. Gem's latest request was ready for pick up, a happy coincidence. (He is reading the Poirot mysteries by Agatha Christie.)

Lucked onto a gorgeous shot on my way back to the car.

Peace.

Books unread

Feeling the chaos today. Receiving that frequency most clear.

So tired. Despite sleeping.

Focusing on bits and moving forward.

Post office, dry cleaning, book store return, latte break with a friend, baby registry gift, cleaning out the fridge, lunch for the kids, ordering a label maker, revising the "to do" list, and organizing a shelf of books.

The books, as happy-making and appealing as they are, are a grim reminder of desires unfulfilled. Books unread.

Peace.