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Almost closing time

This has been a whirlwind week, with cleaning and purging and donating and updating and just plain throwing out, I get totally sidetracked and forget about other projects that I care about and have time invested in, like this writing. 

But these distractions in life are temporary and life returns to its new normal, whatever that is at the moment. 

I’ll tell you what, all this cleaning and purging and donating has been so awesome  for me. I’ve learned what I need and what I don’t, what I can live with and without, how to do with less, and how to say goodbye to those things that no longer serve me, even if there is a sentimental attachment

There are many, many things I will miss about Orlando; seeing a momma swan and her ducklings every spring will be one of them, and there really is so much more to Orlando than the theme parks.

It’s been a wild ride, and an interesting one, and one I will never forget. 

Every new beginning comes from some other beginnings end.

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Quote of the day 

For most of us humans, acceptance, of anything, is so very hard to do. Whether it’s your current job, living situation, romantic life, physical attributes, or traffic issues, we just don’t want to accept things as they are. We are stubborn and fight and resist and pout and just want it to be the way it’s “supposed” to be. 

But what we resist, persists. 

So I’ve taken a cue from my dogs and have just stopped resisting. Animals are so adaptive, they figure it out quickly and just go with whatever is happening at the moment.

Anna (right) has been without her front right leg for almost 4 years now. The very next day after surgery she was in the backyard playing with Lola. Yes, really.  She accepted what the world handed her and added something powerful to it. 

So next time instead of resisting, try accepting then adding just one thing, however tiny it may be, and sit back and wait and see what happens. You may be pleasantly surprised.

Enjoy your day.

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Out of my comfort zone 

Where I live there are all kinds of people from all different places of all different colors and beliefs (and driving habits).

Where I work I have the same thing. A few of my co-workers celebrated Holi yesterday; an important, and very colorful, religious holiday in Hinduism. 

Another co-workers’ mother passed away last week and we were invited to the burial ceremony and sit shiva with her. 

Two very different experiences and two things that I knew very little about. I learned something new and it took me out of my comfort zone. 

I’ve also been cleaning and clearing out, getting ready to move. Something else that’s getting me out of my comfort zone. 

I’ve lived in my house for 20 years, and I’ve lived in Florida for 30, so this is kind of surreal for me that I’ll be moving. I mean, I always knew that I wouldn’t live in Florida forever but Damn! That sure went by fast! 

It’s been more of a slow and gradual progress, so it’s not like this is a total shock, it’s almost reverse culture shock going back to Ohio after I’ve been here for so long. 

Sometimes being uncomfortable isn’t such a bad thing, it spurs on change, which can also be uncomfortable, but never lasts forever. (It only feels like it)

It’s all good. Have an uncomfortable day.

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It’s a new day

I know I say that like it’s a no-brainer “no kidding it’s new day” but it means so much more than that to me right now. 

It means it’s a new day to start over. A new day to try again and get it right…

And I’m not just talking about my sewing or knitting projects that I mucked up…

A new day for new challenges to be overcome and confidence to be built. A new day to stand tall and proud and remember to have faith. 
I say this because I am about to embark on another huge life adventure.

I have lived in Florida for nearly 30 years, 30 years! (Can you believe that?) Which also means it has been 30 years on my own far away from my family in Ohio. 

And I miss them.

More and more I miss them. As I get older I miss them more. Sure, as a young person I missed them, my heart ached for them I was lonely, but I was busy being young! Traveling and partying and dancing and clubbing and being independent and buying my own home and living my life. 

Which is what we expect most young people to do, right?

So I did. And it’s done. And as independent as I am, I can’t do it all. Nor do I want to anymore. 

So I have decided to move back to Ohio this year. Yes, finally I have made up my mind and made a decision to leave. On the one hand I am terrified – there is comfort in the familiar, even if it’s not good – on the other hand I am excited – a new life a new start a new day with new possibilities. 

I’m ready to go.

How about you?

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Wordless Wednesday 

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Getting older is not for the faint of heart


I took this photo a couple months ago. I wanted to chronicle my fabulous haircut for future reference, you know, so that way I could show the hairdresser at the $15 haircut place –

$8 with a coupon

How I wanted my haircut.

I never get the same person twice so it’s never cut the same way twice. This photo chronicling is an effort in futility since something is always lost in translation.

So I’m looking at the photo thinking “that’s a lot of gray hair”


Yeah, it sure is! Now I know why people compliment me on my “highlights”.

“Highlights” not withstanding, my latest foray into “a woman of a certain age” is that my left wrist is hurting. I injured it as a young person, and now it’s getting worse to where I can’t put pressure on it and it’s impeding my yoga class. Not good. 

Now I need to see an orthopedic hand specialist. 

After this I fear it’s just a slippery slope into bifocals, sensible shoes, depends, a regular upper lip waxing, and shirts to cover my really flabby upper arms. 

I think my body is revolting against me. 

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Quote of the day 

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Quote of the day 

  

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Quote of the day 

 

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Maybe my clutter is the problem…

The two nicest rooms in my house are the guest room and my 2nd bath. You know why? Because they are uncluttered.

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No extra extraneous things to distract my mind, just clean rooms with only the necessary objects for a simple, minimalist way to live. This has actually proved to be quite calming for me, so therefore, I’m now working to get the rest of my house the same.  

Please understand, I’m not a hoarder at all, but once I started cleaning, I found myself saying more than once “oh yeah, I remember this”, and then just as quickly putting it in the goodwill box. Even though it may have been difficult to let go of this thing, I had no idea when I was going to use it (again?) and holding on to it was holding me back. 

So now I’m tackling my crafty room. As a crafty person, I’ve got lots of ideas and projects and drawings and patterns and metal and beads and material that “I swear some day I’m going to use”, but it just sits there staring at me wondering when I’m going to use it.  
And my procrastination has gotten worse as I have accumulated more things with the good intention of doing something with them. It wasn’t always that way. I had one project and I finished it. Then something else caught my eye, and I set it over here “just for now” until I finished this other thing…and it snow balled from there. 

I felt more productive only having one thing to do. I could focus on that one thing, finish it, and have a feeling of accomplishment. Now I look at my pile of stuff and walk right by.

I used to think that it was the room – that there wasn’t the right wall color or curtain pattern. Then I thought it was the room location in the house – like it was so far removed from the other rooms in my house that I felt detached (which is ridiculous because I have a one floor house of only 1100sf)  

But now I realize it’s me, and my clutter. 

So now I’m getting rid of my clutter. On the one hand it’s kinda scary, (that whole attachment thing), on the other it’s very freeing. It’s a joyful, light feeling and it’s pretty addicting. Which should help me be more productive. 
I like that.

Have an uncluttered, productive day.