Here's my dilemma... As always, I have lots to do--An ever growing list, piles sitting right in front of me, and a little bit of outside pressure to get something done. But, here I sit. Blogging.
If you keep track of my blog you know that my posts are few and far between, which I really am trying to work on. So, if I am actually writing a blog post, I must really be putting off everything else I have to do.
The truth is, today is the kind of day I wait months for. In just a few minutes my brother will head to work and I will be left in the house, ALONE! Whenever that happens, it's like the clouds part, heaven opens up, and the angels sing beautiful alleluias. I don't work well with other people around me, just watching. Which is kind of a constant issue here. So, I wait for alone time to get things done. But then, the alone time is so great that I just want to basque in it. And not do anything, just listen to the quiet.
Overcoming this lazy urge is my goal for today... here's my current list of things I should do: some are fun, and some not as much.
dishes
put things away
put clean clothes away
embroider (I have dishtowel deadlines)
read (today is the finish date for the current book I'm reading)
find seeds (June 13 is a little late to be planting flowers)
If all of these things happen, I would consider this my most productive day in months. The 4th and 5th items on the list are, of course, the most appealing. I'll get to those two items for sure, the others are sort of up in the air.
So, I have to wonder... do all of my days have to be productive? Am I hurting anyone else by only doing things I enjoy. All the rest will still be there waiting for me tomorrow. Maybe the real pressure I feel is from myself. In the depths of my brain, I know that if I work harder at getting things clean and in order, life will be easier and I'll feel better. So, why can't I just do it?
That, my friends, is because of my number one skill--procrastination! Is it possible to be medicated for that, because it is a serious debilitating condition? I'll have to look into it. Maybe when I'm done reading and embroidering.
Monday, June 13, 2011
Monday, May 30, 2011
Here it is... the long awaited continuation of the blog.
My feeling of having nothing to say keeps me from writing. I look at the link and go I should really post something and quickly follow with I have nothing interesting to write about.
Today is no different, but I simply cannot put it off any longer.
Summer is here, perhaps not according to the calendar, but every kid who's done with school, that goes for substitute teachers too, knows that summer is in full swing.
The "summer" mode was especially apparent when I rolled out of bed, looked at the clock and it said 10:35. I kind of hate that I do this to myself. I feel like I should train myself to be productive, get up early, not waste precious daylight. But, alas, I am a naturally born night owl. And when one stays at a friend's bonfire until 1am, how could she possibly be expected to rise at a decent hour?
Summer not only brings a new sleep schedule, but a whole list of "to-dos." My lists, written on paper and somewhere in brain brain just behind my forehead, grow everyday. At the top--"get organized." I am finally at a place where getting rid of things, even if they may be useful, or I may want to make something out of them, or they might fit again, is okay. I need to decrease my quantity and focus more on quality. That's one of the few reasons I have been dreading summer. It's a daunting task!
I do look forward to warm weather, reading, hanging out with my friends at play rehearsal, and spending more time with all the people I seem to be too busy for otherwise. Efforts need to be made, and laziness must be overcome. How's that for a summer goal?
My feeling of having nothing to say keeps me from writing. I look at the link and go I should really post something and quickly follow with I have nothing interesting to write about.
Today is no different, but I simply cannot put it off any longer.
Summer is here, perhaps not according to the calendar, but every kid who's done with school, that goes for substitute teachers too, knows that summer is in full swing.
The "summer" mode was especially apparent when I rolled out of bed, looked at the clock and it said 10:35. I kind of hate that I do this to myself. I feel like I should train myself to be productive, get up early, not waste precious daylight. But, alas, I am a naturally born night owl. And when one stays at a friend's bonfire until 1am, how could she possibly be expected to rise at a decent hour?
Summer not only brings a new sleep schedule, but a whole list of "to-dos." My lists, written on paper and somewhere in brain brain just behind my forehead, grow everyday. At the top--"get organized." I am finally at a place where getting rid of things, even if they may be useful, or I may want to make something out of them, or they might fit again, is okay. I need to decrease my quantity and focus more on quality. That's one of the few reasons I have been dreading summer. It's a daunting task!
I do look forward to warm weather, reading, hanging out with my friends at play rehearsal, and spending more time with all the people I seem to be too busy for otherwise. Efforts need to be made, and laziness must be overcome. How's that for a summer goal?
Tuesday, February 15, 2011
Blog Block
I am fascinated by blogging and it's power. I don't actually read many blogs--confession time: the only blog I subscribe to I haven't actually read since Christmas time. I haven't done much of anything non-work related since Christmas time--and I am always intrigued when I hear people talk about the blogs which they follow. Some people seem to really have fun things to share.
I am at a block. I have barely gotten started and already have a block... I just plain don't know about what I should write. I have plenty going on and plenty of topics from which to choose. I think my problem is that I am not a decision maker and therefore, do not want to pick any one topic.
So, I have a new idea... I will cover a few highlights of the day and the topic that I had the most expression while discussing.
Here's the expression portion: I have a dear friend who has a taste in movies that does not appeal to me. She likes comedy, animation and other things I'm not crazy about. Though we did enjoy both Camp Rock movies and the Wizards of Waverly Place movie together, now she wants to see Gnomio and Juliet--in the theatre. I will not pay to see an animated movie of lawn gnomes acting out a version of Shakespeare's classic. Though I minored in literature in college, I am definitely not a lit snob. But I can not justify spending money and hours of my life watching that. Perhaps when it hits DVD, I'll give it a shot. And maybe I'll even enjoy it. In no way am I prepared to see this when I have to be quiet and don't have the option of turning it off.
Now the highlights: I am fairly certain the dog was having a bad dream this morning. I was in the bathroom and heard some noise. I looked in the living room where I am fairly certain the dog had just fallen off the couch in his sleep. He was stretched out on the floor, on his side, still asleep. He looked like he was trying to run, but it was more of a wiggly twitch and he made soft grunting noises. That kind of thing makes me wonder what goes on in animal minds.
I worked this morning and had the afternoon off. I made the most of it by quilting and watching an SVU marathon. Those are the activities of which winter days are made. I felt a bit guilty about being inside when the weather outside is so nice, but I can't get anywhere without getting muddy, wet and walking on ice. Yuck! Tomorrow I don't have to work until evening, as of right now anyway, and I need to clean. Badly! It has become very apparent that I am not organized and I am not a great housekeeper. I need to get back on track. I haven't done much cleaning or laundry since Christmas time either.
Another highlight... I wrote a blog post.
I hope tomorrow is good in all the same ways as today.
I am at a block. I have barely gotten started and already have a block... I just plain don't know about what I should write. I have plenty going on and plenty of topics from which to choose. I think my problem is that I am not a decision maker and therefore, do not want to pick any one topic.
So, I have a new idea... I will cover a few highlights of the day and the topic that I had the most expression while discussing.
Here's the expression portion: I have a dear friend who has a taste in movies that does not appeal to me. She likes comedy, animation and other things I'm not crazy about. Though we did enjoy both Camp Rock movies and the Wizards of Waverly Place movie together, now she wants to see Gnomio and Juliet--in the theatre. I will not pay to see an animated movie of lawn gnomes acting out a version of Shakespeare's classic. Though I minored in literature in college, I am definitely not a lit snob. But I can not justify spending money and hours of my life watching that. Perhaps when it hits DVD, I'll give it a shot. And maybe I'll even enjoy it. In no way am I prepared to see this when I have to be quiet and don't have the option of turning it off.
Now the highlights: I am fairly certain the dog was having a bad dream this morning. I was in the bathroom and heard some noise. I looked in the living room where I am fairly certain the dog had just fallen off the couch in his sleep. He was stretched out on the floor, on his side, still asleep. He looked like he was trying to run, but it was more of a wiggly twitch and he made soft grunting noises. That kind of thing makes me wonder what goes on in animal minds.
I worked this morning and had the afternoon off. I made the most of it by quilting and watching an SVU marathon. Those are the activities of which winter days are made. I felt a bit guilty about being inside when the weather outside is so nice, but I can't get anywhere without getting muddy, wet and walking on ice. Yuck! Tomorrow I don't have to work until evening, as of right now anyway, and I need to clean. Badly! It has become very apparent that I am not organized and I am not a great housekeeper. I need to get back on track. I haven't done much cleaning or laundry since Christmas time either.
Another highlight... I wrote a blog post.
I hope tomorrow is good in all the same ways as today.
Saturday, December 4, 2010
Jesus's
In connection with my last post, here is my address of the spellcheck not recognizing Jesus's as a word.
The fact is that some say you can show possession with Jesus by simply adding an apostrophe to the end (Jesus'), the issue I have with that is that there is only one Jesus. I'm not actually a believer in the power of spellcheck, I use it to catch mistakes, but I do not rely on it to catch all my mistakes. I know it doesn't catch them all and in this case it is flat out wrong.
We have options when it comes to language and spelling. That's part of what makes it all so confusing. You can show possession by adding only an apostrophe to a person's name that ends in an S. But that violates the rules. The rules say apostrophe before S if the noun is singular. You can spell cancelled with two Ls, like that, or with one, canceled. Tomatoes, potatoes, and tornadoes have an E before the S. Who decided tomatoes and potatoes need that E, but tornados doesn't.
This is turning into a random rant, but here's the final note... Who decided it is necessary to add an 's to make something plural, and how did that idea get spread around? We see it all the time and it is so very wrong. Please, don't ever do it.
The fact is that some say you can show possession with Jesus by simply adding an apostrophe to the end (Jesus'), the issue I have with that is that there is only one Jesus. I'm not actually a believer in the power of spellcheck, I use it to catch mistakes, but I do not rely on it to catch all my mistakes. I know it doesn't catch them all and in this case it is flat out wrong.
We have options when it comes to language and spelling. That's part of what makes it all so confusing. You can show possession by adding only an apostrophe to a person's name that ends in an S. But that violates the rules. The rules say apostrophe before S if the noun is singular. You can spell cancelled with two Ls, like that, or with one, canceled. Tomatoes, potatoes, and tornadoes have an E before the S. Who decided tomatoes and potatoes need that E, but tornados doesn't.
This is turning into a random rant, but here's the final note... Who decided it is necessary to add an 's to make something plural, and how did that idea get spread around? We see it all the time and it is so very wrong. Please, don't ever do it.
Wednesday, December 1, 2010
36 Days
Yesterday, a lady on the radio had the audacity to suggest that we are knee deep into the Christmas season. I, of course, yelled at her, but I don't think she heard me. We are just getting started. Our toes are barely covered in Christmas-y-ness. Yet, people seem to think that December initiates Christmas wind-down mode. What is up with that? I strongly dislike the radio stations that quit playing Christmas music on December 26, and am thoroughly disgruntled when TV stations stop playing holiday movies before New Years. The season doesn't even begin until December 25.
I e-mailed our priest a couple of days ago asking about adding a short Christmas program for the Religious Education students after a Mass in December. His response gave the go ahead, but he also said, and I don't think entirely in jest, that it would actually be an Advent program. He is completely right! We are preparing for Christmas. Christmas comes when Jesus is born.
Christmas is definitely highly commercialized, and I have to admit I love all the Christmas stuff: lights, food, decorations, gift wrapping, cards, songs. But, Christmas is completely about joy. We should be joyful because our Savior was born. Huzzah! Not already tired of all the holiday parties, gift giving obligation, and family gathering.
I love celebrating the season for as long as I can.... October 10 is my Christmas-tune-listening start-date. But, our real Christmas celebrating should be concentrated on those good, old twelve days of Christmas. Which don't actually start until December 25. Boy, am I glad I still have 36 days to celebrate. I like to celebrate Jesus's birth everyday, but you get less funny looks singing "O Come Let Us Adore Him" in November than you do in April.
And another thing... I just ran a spell check and the computer is tell me that "Jesus's" is incorrect. That will have to be addresses in a later post.
I e-mailed our priest a couple of days ago asking about adding a short Christmas program for the Religious Education students after a Mass in December. His response gave the go ahead, but he also said, and I don't think entirely in jest, that it would actually be an Advent program. He is completely right! We are preparing for Christmas. Christmas comes when Jesus is born.
Christmas is definitely highly commercialized, and I have to admit I love all the Christmas stuff: lights, food, decorations, gift wrapping, cards, songs. But, Christmas is completely about joy. We should be joyful because our Savior was born. Huzzah! Not already tired of all the holiday parties, gift giving obligation, and family gathering.
I love celebrating the season for as long as I can.... October 10 is my Christmas-tune-listening start-date. But, our real Christmas celebrating should be concentrated on those good, old twelve days of Christmas. Which don't actually start until December 25. Boy, am I glad I still have 36 days to celebrate. I like to celebrate Jesus's birth everyday, but you get less funny looks singing "O Come Let Us Adore Him" in November than you do in April.
And another thing... I just ran a spell check and the computer is tell me that "Jesus's" is incorrect. That will have to be addresses in a later post.
Sunday, November 21, 2010
MN Museum
Yesterday I visited the MN History Museum. I highly recommend it to anyone and everyone. There were 6 major exhibits in all. One included a simulated grain elevator complete with many levels and tunnels. The purpose for the expedition was to explore the "Greatest Generation" exhibit featuring war experiences of the pre-baby boom generation. The exhibit did a great job of summing up life in war times.
I learned something valuable. Butter turns white after 7 years. In the MN150 exhibit the butter head of the Princess Kay of the Milky Way from the year (2003) I was a dairy princess and competed for the title was on display. It didn't look so good, I'm glad it's in the museum because I wouldn't want to eat it any more.
I will definitely have to go back soon. We road a bus sponsored by the public library. It was a great trip, but much too short. We breezed through most of the exhibits, only 3 minutes to see 100 years of history in a house, and didn't even get to look around in the gift shop.
I don't think much about history or take advantage of the information that is available to me. I need to get out more, visit more museums, and take advantage of all there is to see, do and experience.
I learned something valuable. Butter turns white after 7 years. In the MN150 exhibit the butter head of the Princess Kay of the Milky Way from the year (2003) I was a dairy princess and competed for the title was on display. It didn't look so good, I'm glad it's in the museum because I wouldn't want to eat it any more.
I will definitely have to go back soon. We road a bus sponsored by the public library. It was a great trip, but much too short. We breezed through most of the exhibits, only 3 minutes to see 100 years of history in a house, and didn't even get to look around in the gift shop.
I don't think much about history or take advantage of the information that is available to me. I need to get out more, visit more museums, and take advantage of all there is to see, do and experience.
Sunday, November 7, 2010
Comments
I don't feel like my brain works as well lately as it has at other times so far in my life. I have to admit, I have always thought of myself as having reasonable intelligence. I don't think that any more. Many things have contributed to this conclusion. I had just had a bad moment--see the next paragraph.
I just now discovered that people have commented on my blog posts. The first comment came in July of 2009. I guess I'll have to check the "Comments" tab more often.
Now on to a problem: I've recently discovered that several (4 of who I am aware) people are reading this blog. I started the blogging thing to work on my creative writing and to motivate myself to so some form of journaling. Neither has happened. So, now I am trying to conceptualize what my blog content with be. I like structure and I like to meet deadlines, reach goals, etc. One thing I do not like to do is set goals. Actually, setting the goal is not the problem. Sticking to it is where I get in trouble. I only set little goals and then I don't bother achieving them because something else of a higher priority comes up. Therefore, on top of an excuse to do the simple action of writing and have some form of journal, this blog may also become a goal achieving development tool.
That sounded complicated; now my brain is tired.
Time for bed.
I just now discovered that people have commented on my blog posts. The first comment came in July of 2009. I guess I'll have to check the "Comments" tab more often.
Now on to a problem: I've recently discovered that several (4 of who I am aware) people are reading this blog. I started the blogging thing to work on my creative writing and to motivate myself to so some form of journaling. Neither has happened. So, now I am trying to conceptualize what my blog content with be. I like structure and I like to meet deadlines, reach goals, etc. One thing I do not like to do is set goals. Actually, setting the goal is not the problem. Sticking to it is where I get in trouble. I only set little goals and then I don't bother achieving them because something else of a higher priority comes up. Therefore, on top of an excuse to do the simple action of writing and have some form of journal, this blog may also become a goal achieving development tool.
That sounded complicated; now my brain is tired.
Time for bed.
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