It’s so frustrating to make plans, and base so many thoughts and actions around those plans – only to have someone else throw in a wrench and say, “nope, we’re doing this now”. Or, like I’ve had lately, the wrenches are more like opportunities to do what I want – but I’m so not ready! There are many things I want to accomplish in the coming year, but I have created a timetable for them, a general idea of when it will be best for me to achieve these goals. So why are all the opportunities showing up now? I’m not ready. I don’t have the money. I don’t have the space or the time. Other things have to change before I can take advantage of these opportunities. Stop throwing them at me!
10 Mar 2016 Leave a comment
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08 Sep 2015 Leave a comment
Well, did it again. Got bored, changed my theme. I like this. It suits my current frame of mind. Goodness only knows how long that will last.
On topics of new things and changes, there are many in my life. New partner at work, new classroom, new students. New semester (currently boring me immensely, really wishing it was an online class so I wouldn’t have to pretend to pay attention). Soon, new apartment and new roommate.
There are also many old things in my life. Too many things to do and not enough time to do them. Too much stuff (working on that one, but still). Snuggles from my cats (who hate that I am packing things up). Good times with family and friends.
All in all, I have little to complain about. It’s why I’ve made such a big deal out of this lingering cough and my boring class. 🙂
18 Aug 2015 Leave a comment
Even after almost a year in my new apartment, I am still grateful every single time I open a kitchen cabinet and there are no roaches.
The new semester starts next week and I’m really not sure I’m ready for it.
Dental nerve pain is the worst. Period.
Cheeseburgers are tasty.
Meeting new people is thrilling but so exhausting.
I have a bad habit of biting off more than I want to chew. Not necessarily more than I can, just more than I want to.
Hot weather is nice sometimes, but I’m over it.
Sinus infections suck.
Cats are great cuddlers.
I’m due for a pedicure.
It’s almost time. I don’t know yet what for, but I will.
20 Jun 2015 Leave a comment
A very inspiring, very real look at depression. And a reminder that it often lurks in places least expected. And to keep going, one moment at a time.
Today I went to a tattoo artist, and for $60 I let a man with a giant Jesus-tattoo on his head ink a semi-colon onto my wrist where it will stay until the day I die. By now, enough people have started asking questions that it made sense for me to start talking, and talking about things that aren’t particularly easy.
We’ll start here: a semi-colon is a place in a sentence where the author has the decision to stop with a period, but chooses not to. A semi-colon is a reminder to pause and then keep going.
In April I was diagnosed with depression and anxiety. By the beginning of May I was popping anti-depressents every morning with a breakfast I could barely stomach. In June, I had to leave a job I’d wanted since I first set foot on this campus as an incoming freshmen because of my mental…
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10 Jun 2015 Leave a comment
Ty is one of my good friends, and a great writer. Give his latest a read. It’s totally worth it. 🙂
This short story is a birthday present I wrote for a friend. The names have been changed to protect the innocent. Or… Whatever.
Stephanie Miller and the Sorcerer’s Stone
Stephanie cracked an eyelid, whimpering in frustration. The noise was loud, constant, and unending. The heavy cat lay on her chest, kneading claws scraping at the blanket. “Mmrrooww!!” it screamed again.
“Eeerrgghh… Shut up, Jeff-Jeff.” Stephi groaned, trying to roll over. “Let me sleep.”
Instead the cat crawled closer at signs of life from his owner, kneading harder and purring loud. No, Stephi thought. Not purring… She turned again, re-cracking her eyes to stare at the cat. His eyes were wide and staring and bits of foam flaked at the corner of his mouth as he mewled again. Instantly Stephi was awake, sitting up in bed to wrap her arms around the quivering feline and scanning the room for…
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11 May 2015 Leave a comment
It’s that time of year again. The time when I curse the good weather and the department of transportation at least a dozen times a day. Because it is seriously not possible to drive anywhere in this town without detours and delays. Anywhere. I took a detour of my own today, using side streets rather than main roads. Guess what? More construction. Took me just as long as my regular route does. It’s ridiculous. Thank goodness for audio books.